[Verse I] We burned down the sky with a kiss, Fell through silence in robes of ash. Eyes like twin suns in eclipse— We taught her iron, we taught her flesh. We lay with the daughters of clay, Spilled seed in the garden’s decay. Our voices were thunder beneath her skin, The age of angels, stained with sin. [Pre-Chorus] Bind the stars in a shrouded lair Murmur truths that scorch the air. The wombs of mortals bear our dread— Giants walk where gods have bled. [Chorus – In Aramaic] "Irin shakhvu im nashaya. Naphila or b'afarim. Tzel elahim, kodem chata'im— Ana nefesh, ana seraphim.” Naphila or b'afarim. Tzel elahim, kodem chata'im— Ana nefesh, ana seraphim.” [Verse II] We sang to the unborn flame, Taught her to dance in lunar chains. Wrote names in blood on desert stone— The price of heaven carved in bone. She drank from the mouth of the Watcher, Silk-bound in visions of fire. The jackal moaned in the fields of grain— A throne was made from broken choirs. [Bridge – Spoken Whisper] "Azazel, Samyaza, Armaros, The sky is cracked where we once rose. The earth remembers every moan— The giants kneel at the gate of stone…” [Repeat Chorus] "Irin shakhvu im nashaya. Naphila or b'afarim. Tzel elahim, kodem chata'im— Ana nefesh, ana seraphim.” [Repeat Chorus] "Irin shakhvu im nashaya. Naphila or b'afarim. Tzel elahim, kodem chata'im— Ana nefesh, ana seraphim.” [Outro] We are the watchers, We are the flame, Sleeping in wombs That whisper our names.
