יחזקאל

[Intro: Absolute Silence. Total Blackout. Only the 963Hz frequency vibration felt in the chest.] [Opening: High Male Tenor - Clear, Perfect Hebrew, Prayer tone, No accent] וְקָרָא זֶה אֶל זֶה וְאָמַר: קָדוֹשׁ... קָדוֹשׁ... קָדוֹשׁ... אֲדֹנָי צְבָאוֹת... מְלֹא כָל הָאָרֶץ כְּבוֹדוֹ. [HARD SILENCE - 2 SECONDS TOTAL DARKNESS] [The Blues starts: A heavy, slow Kebero drum beat like a giant heartbeat. A Masenqo bow scrapes a dark, haunting melody.] [Verse 1: High Male Tenor / Voice 2: Deep Afro-American Bass] וָאֵרֶא... וְהִנֵּה רוּחַ סְעָרָה בָּאָה מִן הַצָּפוֹן... (va-E-re ve-hi-NE RU-ach se-a-RAH ba-AH min ha-tsa-FON) [Voice 2]: I looked, and saw a storm wind coming from the north... a vortex of consciousness. [Verse 2] עָנָן גָּדוֹל וְאֵשׁ מִתְלַקַּחַת... וְנֹגַהּ לוֹ סָבִיב... (a-NAN ga-DOL ve-ESH mit-la-KA-chat... ve-NO-gah LO sa-VIV) [Voice 2]: A massive cloud, with fire infolding itself... glowing with an inner electric light. [Verse 3 - Deep Psychedelic Bloom: Slide guitar echoes like a soul screaming in reverse] וּמִתּוֹכָהּ... כְּעֵין הַחַשְׁמַל מִתּוֹךְ הָאֵשׁ... (u-mi-to-CHAH... ke-ein ha-chash-MAL mi-toch ha-ESH) [Voice 2]: From the center, it looked like amber... like molten metal glowing in the heart of the void. [Bridge: Native American Flute and Masenqo weave together. Sounds of rushing water and crackling fire.] [Verse 4] וּמִתּוֹכָהּ... דְּמוּת אַרְבַּע חַיּוֹת... וְזֶה מַרְאֵיהֶן... (u-mi-to-CHAH... de-MUT ar-ba cha-YOT... ve-ZE mar-ei-HEN) [Voice 2]: And from the heart of the light, the likeness of four living beings... multi-dimensional. [Chorus: Full Psychedelic Immersion. The sound spins in 360 degrees.] מַרְאוֹת אֱלֹהִים! (mar-OT e-lo-HIM) [Voice 2]: Visions of the Divine... tearing through the fabric of reality. אוֹפַן בְּתוֹךְ אוֹפַן! (o-FAN be-TOCH o-FAN) [Voice 2]: A wheel within a wheel... eyes everywhere... spinning through the dimensions. [Outro: The Kebero drum slows down. The Masenqo plays a final mournful note.] וָאֶרְאֶה... וָאֶפֹּל עַל פָּנַי... וָאֶשְׁמַע קוֹל מְדַבֵּר. (va-er-EH... va-e-POL al pa-NAI... va-esh-MA kol me-da-BER) [Voice 2]: I saw the brilliance, and I fell upon my face... lost in the infinite sound. [Final sound: 963Hz hum fades into Inky Black Silence]