Hitler As Kalki Current 93

These are the dregs
Of the last grains of the age
It may be the hourglass
Of earth covering earth
But not in Bethlehem
Not in Jerusalem
Not in Chorazaim
And not in Bethsaida
We will not again see
God humbled on an ass
But see, see
On a white horse he comes
Blazing sword in burning hand
"Lo, I am become death
The destroyer of worlds"
His hands are backed up
They're straining at his neck
What colour shall we rank in him?
What face shall we deliver him?
There may be the black dog
There may be the white dog
Hitler comes as Kalki
Hitler comes as Kalki
Kalki comes as Hitler
Kalki comes as Hitler
Teeth. Teeth. Teeth. Teeth