Текст песни Exodus - The Professor

Drink the golden cup of iniquity
While your cattle god cursed you on your knees
Like the hybrid birth to Minos′ wife
Gave a face to deadly strife
You glut your gut on bread from heaven
After dawn worms of Egyptian leaven
For two score years seek your resting place
Remember one man can see god's face

O that this solid flesh will melt
When we shuffle off this mortal coil
What a piece of work is man in hell
If he can′t withstand his earthly toil

A tower of smoke and a pillar of fire
Is your beacon of hope in day and night
Follow parades to sacrificial pyres
Until your home is within your sight

The bread the tablets and staff enclosed
Behind the veil, curtain of the ghost
As a name evokes what we cannot see
The logos, the reason in eternity
You drink deep the cup of blood
As the hangman laughs behind his hood
The curse of death was made your friend
When your eye's off your life, on your last end

O that this solid flesh will melt
When we shuffle off this mortal coil
What a piece of work is man in hell
If he can't withstand his earthly toil

A tower of smoke and a pillar of fire
Is your beacon of hope in day and night
Follow parades to sacrificial pyres
Until your home is within your sight