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אז עשיתי לי ניסוי קטן, והחלטתי לחקור את היחס שלי לאידיאלים מנקודת המבט השנייה, של אדם דיקאדנט, בסביבה פוסט אפוקליפטית שבה האדם הוא רק חיה קטנה, צייד וניצוד Watching the sun Black clouds cover the sun Pungent, acrid smells fill the air since one can remember No mourners left to weep over the dead Eagles cry as they descend Feasting upon the dead they scream in pleasure And the dogs await nearby It's been too long since the sun have shown He says in disbeliefe and turnes away We might live to see it, though Some other day Black marshes of rotting vegatation He passes through in fear, and the snakes are not slow to come And the venom is slow A living course in the course of life Returning to his anscestors He sees the sun אחר כך החלטתי לזרום עם המוטיב של השמש ולחקור קצת את היחס כלפיה Ode to Sol Out from the stars were we born Our bodies forged in celestial furnaces Gasses and ash, void and flame Our form is emptiness In emptiness we find our form Consumed by Sol - we'll die Sol giveth, and has taketh away To vaporize into the void Is all we can expect. Our death is knocking at the door We hear it not The bells for long have tolled We heard them not We forgot to live And shall die by what we've wrought דעתכם?
אז עשיתי לי ניסוי קטן, והחלטתי לחקור את היחס שלי לאידיאלים מנקודת המבט השנייה, של אדם דיקאדנט, בסביבה פוסט אפוקליפטית שבה האדם הוא רק חיה קטנה, צייד וניצוד Watching the sun Black clouds cover the sun Pungent, acrid smells fill the air since one can remember No mourners left to weep over the dead Eagles cry as they descend Feasting upon the dead they scream in pleasure And the dogs await nearby It's been too long since the sun have shown He says in disbeliefe and turnes away We might live to see it, though Some other day Black marshes of rotting vegatation He passes through in fear, and the snakes are not slow to come And the venom is slow A living course in the course of life Returning to his anscestors He sees the sun אחר כך החלטתי לזרום עם המוטיב של השמש ולחקור קצת את היחס כלפיה Ode to Sol Out from the stars were we born Our bodies forged in celestial furnaces Gasses and ash, void and flame Our form is emptiness In emptiness we find our form Consumed by Sol - we'll die Sol giveth, and has taketh away To vaporize into the void Is all we can expect. Our death is knocking at the door We hear it not The bells for long have tolled We heard them not We forgot to live And shall die by what we've wrought דעתכם?