Who is this Coming in Blood Stained Clothes
Who is this coming
In blood-stained clothes?
With a dual and long sword bathed in blood.
We heard a loud recitation:
“I will sit on the mount of assembly,
On the Syrian summit of Zaphon,”
“I will mount the back of a cloud.
I shall match the Most High
And ride upon his back like a drone.”
They easily ascended Mount Aqraa,
But arrogant hubris filled their hearts
And they descended back to the bottomless pit.
Now fiery chaos stirs for your coming,
O’ Heilel Ben Shachar.
How have you fallen for your exuberance.
Exalting your dirge above the stars?
Bavel shem heard the groans and cut you loose –
Hashem issues shame upon your offspring.
כג ושמתיה למורש קפד ואגמי מים וטאטאתיה במטאטא השמד נאם יהוה צבאות {ס}
The Dominus greets the vulnerable dead.
Each one carefully guided to their room.
The spacious earth welcomes the innocent.
Cantankerous men fly clearly in the dawn,
Becoming bad and worse, worry not –
Left unburied like loathsome carrion,
In clothing gashed and slain by the sword
Or matter blown to pieces by the Sniper’s AK,
You destroyed your country, murdered your people.
How the oppressor is coming to an end!
Even the cedars of Lebanon gloat over you.
Let the breed of evildoers never be named again!
The vermin will plainly devour them,
In a den dug by their forefathers’ iniquity
A slaughtering block prepared for their sons?
Let them not arise and possess the earth!
Then the world’s face will be shrouded in darkness,
Communities engulfed by tumultuous rage.