Aten-Ra

(Rise Akhetaten)
I made this monument by his hand
A drifting sun in a foreign land
Aten-ra, Ankh-is-ra
Is-ra, Is-ra, Israel

Angel of the one
His face has been denied
From all the inscriptions
But not from the sky
Aten-ra, Ankh-is-ra
Is-ra, Is-ra, Israel

Who is God?
His name defies belief
For no one less wrought in heresy?
Aten-ra, Ankh-is-ra
Is-ra, Is-ra, Israel
Aten-ra, Ankh-is-ra
Is-ra, Is-ra, Israel
Aten-ra, Ankh-is-ra
Is-ra, Is-ra, Israel