The Pinnacle (Part. 1: Peshat)

In the days of Turnusrufus
Before ten martyrs gave their lives
Four stepped on stairs of studies
But only one survived.

The legend of true paradise
Amongst the halls of God
Where marble breaks your words like water
Where we realize we’re flawed.

[Chorus:]
Under Roman persecutions
Beneath the Praetor's boot
Four wish to strive tofind the answer
Where divinity takes root.

Upon the chariot of fire
That no one dares to ride
Creation and oblivion both beckon
Beneath a white winged bride.

[Chorus:]
Under Roman persecutions
Beneath the Praetor's boot
Four wish to strive tofind the answer
Where divinity takes root.

Hidden congregation
Disappears into the night
They will reach the pinnacle
Salvation’s only light
Seven days of holy fervor
Yavne’s wisdoms scorned
The four will reach the pinnacle
Tiferet - ancient throne.

They’ve fast and drank no water
So worthy they will be
The four enter the gates of heaven
The pinnacle calling thee.