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(rise Akhetaten)
I made this monument by his hand
a drifting sun in a foreign land
ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA
IS-RA, IS-RA, ISRAEL

Angel of the One
his face has been denied
from all the inscriptions
but not from the sky
ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA
IS-RA, IS-RA, ISRAEL

Who is God?
His name defies belief
for no One less wrought in Heresy?
ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA
IS-RA, IS-RA, ISRAEL
ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA
IS-RA, IS RA, ISRAEL?
ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA
IS-RA, IS RA, ISRAEL?
(rise Akhetaten)   I made this monument by his hand   a drifting sun in a foreign land   ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA   IS-RA, IS-RA, ISRAEL      Angel of the One   his face has been denied   from all the inscriptions   but not from the sky   ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA   IS-RA, IS-RA, ISRAEL      Who is God?   His name defies belief   for no One less wrought in Heresy?   ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA   IS-RA, IS-RA, ISRAEL   ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA   IS-RA, IS RA, ISRAEL?   ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA   IS-RA, IS RA, ISRAEL?