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letra de madness - frank london

[the recluse, the badkhn, both]

madness comes when faith in him begins to dim
madness comes when doubt about g-d’s plan
for every beast and man creeps in
this is the greatest sin
your soul imbued by g-d with light
you’ve traded for the murk of night

delusion comes when faith in him fills past the brim
delusion comes when piety and holy deeds begin to breed
conceit within
how can i help but grin?
the recluse with the bear he’s trained
can’t see his work’s been all in vain
for too many days my life was full
i maybe had a minute every month for shul
but though my ledger book was in the black
my soul was as empty as an empty sack
i wandered in the wilderness, in dung i trod
then i seized my desires and bound them to g-d
and it’s as if i saw
for the very first time the sun
now i devote my days to the almighty one

rend your garments and stomp about
beat your breast demonstrating you’re devout
toss bread in a river to remove your sins
go dizzy with your dawn and dusk davening
atone, ablute, to jerusalem crawl
to shove a piece of paper in the wailing wall
repent till you’re blue, but one day you’ll find
that the world still is dreck
and you’ve lost your mind

you think the one solution
is a call for revolution it’s a call for revolution!
it’s revolting!
yes, revolting!
that’s my plan, exactly, sir
what an execrable notion, what we need is more devotion
more devotion to the g-d who has bestowed upon us this ?

this world that’s so deserving of our praise!
prayer sir, is hastening the end of days

this farce that never ceases to amaze
overthrowing g-d will bring the end of days

for too many
days my life was full rend your garments, stomp about
i maybe had a minute beat your breast demonstrating
every month for shul you’re devout
but though my ledger
book was in the black rend your garments, stomp about
my soul was as empty beat your breast demonstrating
as an empty sack you’re devout
i wandered in the wilderness, in dung i trod toss bread to remove your sins
then i seized my desires and bound them to g-d go dizzy with your dawn and dusk davening
and it’s as if i saw repent till you’re blue
for the very first time the sun but one day you’ll find
now i devote my days that the world still is dreck
to the almighty one and you’ve lost your mind

you’re mad!
i’m mad as h-ll!
i know this won’t end prettily that much i know
you’ll see the final word’s with me
me

me! me

that’s right, me

- frank london

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