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?
