Hitler As Kalki Lyrics - Current 93

These are the dregs 

Of last grains of the age 

May be the hourglass 

Of earth covering earth 

But not in Betlehem 

Not in Jerusalem 

Not in Chorazin 

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, 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 father (gsang yab chen po) 

Hitler becomes Kalki 

Kalki becomes Hitler 

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 

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 varied forms to you: 

One: he hangs on the end of a tree 

Two: he's nailed to the arms 

Of this 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 

And he lies matted 

Half in time and half in space 

Through the rising incense smoke 

I see him in the 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 say 

''This is reality, this is his nature''? 

Oh, what makes the pain 

More real than the joy? 

Both are so mingled now 

And muddled 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 waxing nor waning 

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 heart 

Hitler as Kalki 

Kalki as Hitler 

Rolling and roaring 

Swooping and soaring 

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 

My heart's blood 

If I dissolve into your body 

If I hoped to find 

Whitelight 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