Down in the caves of The old dead sea
lived a band of many brothers called the brothers Essene
Day and night they stayed out of sight
While the scribes wrote merrily…
Merrily, we write all day, till the dusk of the sky takes the sun away.
When the morning comes, and the sea is bright, we wake and we pray and continue to write.
All the essenes died one day and the books that they wrote in the caves they stayed.
Everyone forgot bout the essene crowd, till two thousand years all their books were found!
merrily we write all day, til the dusk of the sky takes the sun away.
when the morning comes and the sea is bright, we wake and we pray and continue to write.