On the Mountains of Ararat Lyrics

Heaped up beneath them

The gods smelt the savior

They smelt the sweet savior

And assembled like flies

Rotten has the Earth

As a fruit on the ground

Maggots eat its dark pulp

That the seeds may come out

Too long under the sun, sugar melts and liquifies

What once was sweet

Is now death-bitter

Only so can new life rise

They bound him and held him

Imposed the penalty and cut off his blood

He created mankind from his blood

Who had mercy upon the captive gods

For their forgiveness did he create mankind

Imposing the toil of the gods on man

From blood and clay

A throw away race

The gods spat life

Unto the human slaves

Made to function as manual labor

Follow basic orders

Given to them

Men became as gods, knowers of good and evil

Sleep was no longer possible

By reason of babel

The uproar of mankind became intolerable

And all that was bright was turned into darkness

In whose nostrils was life, all in the dry land died

The gods, all humbled, sat and weep

Without offerings there was nothing to eat

Instead of making a flood, let a lion come

A jackal come, let a famine occur, that the country may be devoured

Instead of a flood, let the Plague-god come and the people overwhelm

Let them live, so to bitter their freedom from the Garden of Eden