Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lament of Hermes, artist - Akira the Don.
Date of issue: 01.07.2021
Song language: English
Lament of Hermes |
Do you know, Asclepius, that Egypt is an image of heaven? |
Or to speak more exactly, in Egypt all the operations of the powers which rule |
and work in heaven are present in the Earth below |
In fact, it should be said that the whole cosmos dwells in this our land as in |
a sanctuary |
And yet, since it is fitting that wise men should have knowledge of all events |
before they come to pass |
You must not be left in ignorance of what I will now tell you |
There will com a time when it will have been in vain that Egyptians hav honored |
the Godhead with heartfelt piety and service, and all our holy worship will be |
fruitless and ineffectual |
For the gods will return from Earth to heaven |
Egypt will be forsaken, and the land which was once the home of religion will |
be left desolate |
Bereft of the presence of its deities |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt, of thy religion nothing will remain but an empty tale |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt, of thy religion nothing will remain but an empty tale |
Which thine own children in time to come will not believe |
Nothing will be left but graven words, and only the stones will tell of thy |
piety |
And in that day men will be weary of life |
And they will cease to think the universe worthy of reverent wonder and worship |
They will no longer love this world around us |
This incomparable work of God, this glorious structure which he has built, |
this sum of good made up of many diverse forms, this instrument whereby the |
will of God operates in that which he has made, ungrudgingly favoring man’s |
welfare |
This combination and accumulation of all the manifold things that call forth |
the veneration, praise, and love of the beholder |
Darkness will be preferred to light, and death will be thought more profitable |
than life |
No one will raise his eyes to heaven |
The pious will be deemed insane, the impious wise |
The madman will be thought a brave man, and the wicked will be esteemed as good |
As for the soul, and the belief that it is immortal by nature, or may hope to |
attain to immortality, as I have taught you |
All this they will mock and even persuade themselves that it is false |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt, of thy religion nothing will remain but an empty tale |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt, of thy religion nothing will remain but an empty tale |
No word of reverence or piety, no utterance worthy of heaven will be heard or |
believed. |
And so the gods will depart from mankind, a grievous thing |
And only evil angels will remain, who will mingle with men, and drive the poor |
wretches into all manner of reckless crime, into wars, and robberies, |
and frauds, and all things hostile to the nature of the soul |
Then will the earth tremble, and the sea bear no ships |
Heaven will not support the stars in their orbits |
All voices of the gods will be forced into silence |
The fruits of the earth will rot, the soil will turn barren, and the very air |
will sicken with sullen stagnation |
All things will be disordered and awry |
All good will disappear |
But when all this has befallen, Asclepius |
Then God, the creator of all things, will look on that which has come to pass, |
and will stop the disorder by the counterforce of his will |
Which is the good. |
He will call back to the right path those who have gone |
astray |
He will cleanse the world of evil, washing it away with floods, burning it out |
with the fiercest fire, and expelling it with war and pestilence |
And thus he will bring back his world to its former aspect, so that the cosmos |
will once more be deemed worthy of worship and wondering reverence, and God, |
the maker and maintainer of the mighty fabric will be adored by the men of |
that day with continuous songs of praise and blessing Such is the new birth of |
the cosmos |
It is a making again of all things good, a holy and awe-inspiring restoration |
of all nature |
And it is wrought |
Inside the process of time |
By the eternal will of the creator |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt, of thy religion nothing will remain but an empty tale |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt |
Oh, Egypt, Egypt, of thy religion nothing will remain but an empty tale |