The Sea

After everything is extracted

Had it not been for hunger, my fangs would not have shown (oh you going to Jerusalem take me with you)

The song is the call and the land is calling (Give me your scarf to wrap my wound)

The land is calling the vanished through the song

We are the negative Basel Abbas & Ruanne Abou-Rahme

Hold breath, sing

Where have our beloved ones gone

Only sounds that tremble through us

Those who chant do not die

Is'al