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Hastings 3000 – Demuzi, The Wild Bull lyrics
The soul, "wanders from the home of the blessed,
Being born into all kinds of mortal forms, passing from one
Laborious path of life to another, I am also one of these, an
Exile and a wanderer from the Gods, " "Ere now, I too have
Been a boy, a girl, a bush, a bird, and a scaly fish in the
Sea. " -Empedocles
A special number was ten, built up of one + two + three + four,
And contained the point, line, plane, and solid--it was known as
The Tetractys
A wild bull who has lain down, lives no more, the
Wild bull who has lain down, lives no more, Demuzi, the wild
Bull, who has lain down, lives no more...
... The chief shepherd, lives no more, the chief shepherd, lives
No more, the wild bull who has lain
Down, lives no more...
"On his coat you have made the jackals lie down, in my
Husband's fold you have made the ravens dwell, his reed pipe-
The wind will have to play it, my husband's songs, the north wind
Will have to sing them", - The most bitter cry- perhaps
(Innana) -a-n-a-n-n-i
The wild bull has died, the wild bull has died,
The wild bull has died...
Being born into all kinds of mortal forms, passing from one
Laborious path of life to another, I am also one of these, an
Exile and a wanderer from the Gods, " "Ere now, I too have
Been a boy, a girl, a bush, a bird, and a scaly fish in the
Sea. " -Empedocles
A special number was ten, built up of one + two + three + four,
And contained the point, line, plane, and solid--it was known as
The Tetractys
A wild bull who has lain down, lives no more, the
Wild bull who has lain down, lives no more, Demuzi, the wild
Bull, who has lain down, lives no more...
... The chief shepherd, lives no more, the chief shepherd, lives
No more, the wild bull who has lain
Down, lives no more...
"On his coat you have made the jackals lie down, in my
Husband's fold you have made the ravens dwell, his reed pipe-
The wind will have to play it, my husband's songs, the north wind
Will have to sing them", - The most bitter cry- perhaps
(Innana) -a-n-a-n-n-i
The wild bull has died, the wild bull has died,
The wild bull has died...
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