Hitler as Kalki (SDM) Lyrics

Song	Hitler as Kalki (SDM)
Artist	Current 93
Album	Hitler as Kalki
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	作词 : Current Ninety Three ...
	These are the dregs
	The last grains of the age
	It may be the hourglass
	Or earth covering earth
	But not in Bethlehem
	Not in Jerusalem
	Not in Chorazaim
	And not in Bethsaida
	We will not again see
	God humbled on an ass
	But see
	See
	On a white horse he comes
	Blazing sword 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
	Kalki comes as Hitler
	Teeth. Teeth. Teeth. Teeth.
	But meaningless lights
	Still hold our attention
	We think that the holy books
	Are written in blood and fire
	But what if it's water?
	The fire's turned to blood
	The blood's turned to water
	And the water's turned to what?
	Milk? Piss? Lies? Dust?
	Hitler comes as Kalki
	Kalki comes as Hitler
	Everything becomes emptiness
	But goes through fire
	Secret mother (gsang yum chen mo)
	Secret fater (gsang yab chen po)
	Hitler becomes Kalki
	Kalki becomes Hitler
	White horse and red horse
	Christ twists on the cross
	Christ smiles in the guttering rubble
	He brings not peace but a sword
	Maybe the ocean roars immaculate
	Maybe the stars fall incomprehensible
	Oh these all tell me
	These all spell to me
	Hitler as Kalki
	Kalki as Hitler
	Where's your god now?
	I'll point out his varied forms to you:
	One: He hangs on the end of a tree
	Two: He's nailed to the arms
	Of that self-same tree
	And three: He spins and soars
	And laughs through space
	One day the world sees
	Oh one day the world sees
	Hitler as Kalki
	Kalki as Hitler
	He lies matted
	Half in time and half in space
	Through the rising incense smoke
	I see him in a crouded 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 then and there say
	"This is reality; this is his nature"?
	What makes the pain
	More real than the joy?
	Both are so mignled
	And muddied together
	To pull them apart
	We butcher the essence
	And cripple its meaning
	God is on the 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
	He rides between the spaces
	And he rides between the pain
	In the secret heart of becoming
	In the secret modes of darkness
	His eyes are now shuttered windows
	Oh man man man man
	With his claws 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 our ears
	And pierces our hearts
	Hitler as Kalki
	Kalki as Hitler
	Rolling and roaring
	Exultant and trembling
	Sorrow sorrow sorrow
	Where the eagle flies
	Where the eagle shudders
	Where the eagle drops
	Where the eagle plummets
	All things merging
	And all things dissolving
	Then stars collapse
	The vortex commences in space
	The rubble collects
	The debris gathers
	Time starts to shiver
	By heart's blood
	If I dissolve into your body
	If I hoped to find
	White light in your soul
	If together we fall into forever
	Would we not notice the turbulence
	That no longer waits?
	First he comes
	From on a hill
	Then he's running
	Throughout the town
	Then he stands
	Devoid of peace
	Devoid of place
	Devoid of pity
	Oh my dear Christ
	Carried broken from sad brown earth
	Teeth. Teeth. Teeth. Teeth. Teeth.
	Hitler as Kalki
	Kalki as Hitler
	Hitler
	Kalki

	zuo ci : Current Ninety Three ...
	These are the dregs
	The last grains of the age
	It may be the hourglass
	Or earth covering earth
	But not in Bethlehem
	Not in Jerusalem
	Not in Chorazaim
	And not in Bethsaida
	We will not again see
	God humbled on an ass
	But see
	See
	On a white horse he comes
	Blazing sword 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
	Kalki comes as Hitler
	Teeth. Teeth. Teeth. Teeth.
	But meaningless lights
	Still hold our attention
	We think that the holy books
	Are written in blood and fire
	But what if it' s water?
	The fire' s turned to blood
	The blood' s turned to water
	And the water' s turned to what?
	Milk? Piss? Lies? Dust?
	Hitler comes as Kalki
	Kalki comes as Hitler
	Everything becomes emptiness
	But goes through fire
	Secret mother gsang yum chen mo
	Secret fater gsang yab chen po
	Hitler becomes Kalki
	Kalki becomes Hitler
	White horse and red horse
	Christ twists on the cross
	Christ smiles in the guttering rubble
	He brings not peace but a sword
	Maybe the ocean roars immaculate
	Maybe the stars fall incomprehensible
	Oh these all tell me
	These all spell to me
	Hitler as Kalki
	Kalki as Hitler
	Where' s your god now?
	I' ll point out his varied forms to you:
	One: He hangs on the end of a tree
	Two: He' s nailed to the arms
	Of that selfsame tree
	And three: He spins and soars
	And laughs through space
	One day the world sees
	Oh one day the world sees
	Hitler as Kalki
	Kalki as Hitler
	He lies matted
	Half in time and half in space
	Through the rising incense smoke
	I see him in a crouded 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 then and there say
	" This is reality this is his nature"?
	What makes the pain
	More real than the joy?
	Both are so mignled
	And muddied together
	To pull them apart
	We butcher the essence
	And cripple its meaning
	God is on the 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
	He rides between the spaces
	And he rides between the pain
	In the secret heart of becoming
	In the secret modes of darkness
	His eyes are now shuttered windows
	Oh man man man man
	With his claws 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 our ears
	And pierces our hearts
	Hitler as Kalki
	Kalki as Hitler
	Rolling and roaring
	Exultant and trembling
	Sorrow sorrow sorrow
	Where the eagle flies
	Where the eagle shudders
	Where the eagle drops
	Where the eagle plummets
	All things merging
	And all things dissolving
	Then stars collapse
	The vortex commences in space
	The rubble collects
	The debris gathers
	Time starts to shiver
	By heart' s blood
	If I dissolve into your body
	If I hoped to find
	White light in your soul
	If together we fall into forever
	Would we not notice the turbulence
	That no longer waits?
	First he comes
	From on a hill
	Then he' s running
	Throughout the town
	Then he stands
	Devoid of peace
	Devoid of place
	Devoid of pity
	Oh my dear Christ
	Carried broken from sad brown earth
	Teeth. Teeth. Teeth. Teeth. Teeth.
	Hitler as Kalki
	Kalki as Hitler
	Hitler
	Kalki

	zuò cí : Current Ninety Three ...
	These are the dregs
	The last grains of the age
	It may be the hourglass
	Or earth covering earth
	But not in Bethlehem
	Not in Jerusalem
	Not in Chorazaim
	And not in Bethsaida
	We will not again see
	God humbled on an ass
	But see
	See
	On a white horse he comes
	Blazing sword 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
	Kalki comes as Hitler
	Teeth. Teeth. Teeth. Teeth.
	But meaningless lights
	Still hold our attention
	We think that the holy books
	Are written in blood and fire
	But what if it' s water?
	The fire' s turned to blood
	The blood' s turned to water
	And the water' s turned to what?
	Milk? Piss? Lies? Dust?
	Hitler comes as Kalki
	Kalki comes as Hitler
	Everything becomes emptiness
	But goes through fire
	Secret mother gsang yum chen mo
	Secret fater gsang yab chen po
	Hitler becomes Kalki
	Kalki becomes Hitler
	White horse and red horse
	Christ twists on the cross
	Christ smiles in the guttering rubble
	He brings not peace but a sword
	Maybe the ocean roars immaculate
	Maybe the stars fall incomprehensible
	Oh these all tell me
	These all spell to me
	Hitler as Kalki
	Kalki as Hitler
	Where' s your god now?
	I' ll point out his varied forms to you:
	One: He hangs on the end of a tree
	Two: He' s nailed to the arms
	Of that selfsame tree
	And three: He spins and soars
	And laughs through space
	One day the world sees
	Oh one day the world sees
	Hitler as Kalki
	Kalki as Hitler
	He lies matted
	Half in time and half in space
	Through the rising incense smoke
	I see him in a crouded 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 then and there say
	" This is reality this is his nature"?
	What makes the pain
	More real than the joy?
	Both are so mignled
	And muddied together
	To pull them apart
	We butcher the essence
	And cripple its meaning
	God is on the 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
	He rides between the spaces
	And he rides between the pain
	In the secret heart of becoming
	In the secret modes of darkness
	His eyes are now shuttered windows
	Oh man man man man
	With his claws 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 our ears
	And pierces our hearts
	Hitler as Kalki
	Kalki as Hitler
	Rolling and roaring
	Exultant and trembling
	Sorrow sorrow sorrow
	Where the eagle flies
	Where the eagle shudders
	Where the eagle drops
	Where the eagle plummets
	All things merging
	And all things dissolving
	Then stars collapse
	The vortex commences in space
	The rubble collects
	The debris gathers
	Time starts to shiver
	By heart' s blood
	If I dissolve into your body
	If I hoped to find
	White light in your soul
	If together we fall into forever
	Would we not notice the turbulence
	That no longer waits?
	First he comes
	From on a hill
	Then he' s running
	Throughout the town
	Then he stands
	Devoid of peace
	Devoid of place
	Devoid of pity
	Oh my dear Christ
	Carried broken from sad brown earth
	Teeth. Teeth. Teeth. Teeth. Teeth.
	Hitler as Kalki
	Kalki as Hitler
	Hitler
	Kalki

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