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look who's fan is in his hands
upon the ground of sifting
instruments with teeth
a place for the called for
we call it the floor
into the air
in this time of threshing
bara devlam
davlam bara
devlam bara
istenem
by the hooves of beasts
round this winnowing pile
golden sheaves
the gleaming plain for miles
lift up your iron heel
spin Ezekiel's wheel
him lord of hosts
him lord of hosts
every secret sin
on and of this earth
grows fierce from the ground
instruments with teeth
instruments with teeth
cut them down
upon the ground of sifting
instruments with teeth
a place for the called for
we call it the floor
into the air
in this time of threshing
bara devlam
davlam bara
devlam bara
istenem
by the hooves of beasts
round this winnowing pile
golden sheaves
the gleaming plain for miles
lift up your iron heel
spin Ezekiel's wheel
him lord of hosts
him lord of hosts
every secret sin
on and of this earth
grows fierce from the ground
instruments with teeth
instruments with teeth
cut them down
Lyrics submitted by Tester78
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I was curious, more than to find the meaning, to find where David could have taken something like that. Very similar lines appear in a Lovari Romani song written by Nikoli Lakatos after a bomb attack in Austria that killed four Roma young men. It's called "Phurde, bajval, phurde" (Blow, Wind, Blow): "Devlam, Devla, bara (...) Bara raja Devlam". "God, mighty God (...) Mighty God". I don't know how much David knows about traditional gypsy music, but maybe there could be an answer for his inspiration in this path.