These are the breaks
Of the last grains of the age
Maybe the hourglass
Of earth covering earth
Not in Bethlehem
Not in Jerusalem
Not in Chorazin
Not in Bethsaida
We will not again see
God humbled on an ass
See
See
On a white horse he comes
Blazing sword in
In burning hand
Lo, I am become death
The destroyer of worlds
His hands are backed up
They′re straining at his neck
What colour shall we rank in him?
What face shall we deliver him?
There may be the black dog
There may be the white dog
Hitler comes as Kalki
Hitler comes as Kalki
Kalki comes as Hitler
Kalki comes as Hitler
Ti
Ti
TiMeaningless lies
Still hold our attention
And the holy books
Are written in blood and fire
But what if it's water
The fires turn to blood
The bloods turn to water
And the waters turn to what
Mist
Lies
Dust
Hitler comes as Kalki
Kalki comes as Hitler
Everything becomes emptiness
That goes through fire
Secret mother
Sangyum Chenmo
Secret father
Sangyab Chenpo
Hitler becomes Kalki
Kalki becomes Hitler
The white horse and red horse
Christ twists on the cross
Hitler smiles
In the guttering rubble
He brings not peace
But a sword
And maybe the ocean
Roars immaculate
And maybe the stars fall
Incomprehensible
Oh these all tell me
Oh these all spell to me
Hitler as Kalki
Kalki as Hitler
Where′s your god now
I'll point out his many forms to you
One, he hangs on the end of a tree
Two, he's nailed to the arms of his self-saving tree
Three, he spins and soars
And laughs through space
And one day the world sees
Oh one day the world sees
Hitler as Kalki
Hitler as Kalki
And he lays matted half in time and half in space
Through the rising incense smoke
I see him in a crowded room
I see him crossing the mountain range
If we see man at his most bloody
If we see man at his most base
Shall we point then and there
This is reality
This is his nature
Oh what makes the flame
More real than the journey
Both are so mingled now
And muddied together
To pull them apart
We butcher the essence
And cripple its meaning
God is only a cross
Or three gods perhaps
If they are all one
Neither coming nor going
Neither waning nor waxing
But immense in their unity
Matter and space
You ride between spaces
And you ride between the cane
In the secret heart of becoming
In the secret modes of dark
These are now shuttered windows
Oh man, man, man, man
Man with his flaws and his lies
With his peace and his pain
With his love and his sorrow
With his candle of hope
That stutters and dies
No liberation through hearing
When the sound of the world′s collapsing
Deafens, deafens, deafens, deafens, deafens our ears
And pierces our heart
Hitler is Kalki
Clear as his knife
Rolling and roaring
Sweeping and soaring
Exultant and trembling
Sorrow, sorrow, sorrow
Where the eagle flies
Where the eagle shudders
Where the eagle drops
Where the eagle crumbles
All things merging, dissolving
Then stars collapse
The vortex commences in space
The rubble collects
The debris gathers
Time starts to shiver
My heart′s blood
If I dissolve into your body
If I hope to find
White light in your soul
If together we fall into forever
Would we not notice the turbulence
That we long awaits?
First he comes
From on the hill
Then he's running
Throughout the town
Then he stands
Devoid of ease
Devoid of place
Devoid of pity
Oh my dear Christ
Carried broken from sad brown earth
Teeth, teeth, teeth, teeth
Teeth, teeth, teeth, teeth
Hitler is Kalki
Hitler is Kalki
Kalki is Hitler
Hitler is Kalki
Hitler is Kalki
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