The Israelian Plagues of My Dear Egypt
Oh Lord, may I ask why our rivers run red?
Its crimson hue reflecting my dishriveled skin
But oh my Lord, I'm thirsty
Why does our water run red in these Israelian Rivers?
Why plague us with the blood of our own?
But oh my Lord, I'm thirsty
May I ask, my Lord, why our skies rain pain
Killing those who worship you in all your glory
Are we your dearest Egypt?
Why do you scrutinize us, my Lord?
The great Exodus is over
And If I may ask twice
Are we your dearest Egypt?
Your love swarms me, Lord
My body engulfed by a plague
as to say you infest my heart
The Torah held captive to your swarms
and the plague infatuates me
as to say you infest my soul
But, oh my dear Lord, you isolate us in the darkness
For I have not seen light
Do you see it in your eyes?
I feel abandoned in the dark, my Lord
Please don't leave me without your light
Do you see it in your eyes?
Your dearest Egypt