The Pinnacle, Pt.4: Sod
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Orchard of pomegranates
The fruits are made of cyphers
A secret hidden deep
I've seen it all still none the wiser
Akiva stands before me
His heart and mind malformed
Follow me or be like the others
He said I have been warned
I would not stand against her
The bride's distorted form
Her face, a swarm of tentacles
She is divine, we are but worms
But if this is divinity
If this is what fate concealed
I'd rather tear down every tree
Than give my soul and yield
Verse 2: Akiva's eyes are like stones
Gray as the clouds of the night
He knows the answer, he whispered
Given to him by the monster in white
He will gather the faithful
And declare a war against Rome
He will find and anoint his Messiah
And all will die in this storm
C-part:
I tried to get Ben-Zuma to safety
Fooling Akiva that I've joined his cause
Akiva is mad babbled my friend
And our death will be his applause
We barely reached the town of Yavne
And I left him on the porch of a whore
Aren't you Ben-Abuya the wise?
She asked, letting her words explore
You are mistaken, Madam I answered
And I gave her two silvers and left
Must've been some other I heard her voice carry
Hoping it is not too late
As I come to the garden of Yavne
Surrounded by Akiva's lies
Toiling and tearing the roots of the garden
As I wait for the Sabbath to die
Blasphemy! carried the voice of the people
Stricken I now realize
The Bride of white will not take hold
In this world or the next
For the next world is a mere illusion
And this one is here to vex
This is the God who waits in heaven
This is the bible's lie
I will meet her eventually,
At least I'll live before I'll die