No man knows his true descent Nor the meaning of life either Supreme orichalcum oracle How could they even understand thee?
Further north, beyond ice and death We’ve triumphed - We’ve found rejoice We know the path after thousands of years With fervent blood as the only guide
We’ve reached the way out of this maze Where everything was turned Made in image and likeness? Proud of being a copy? An imperfection?
A plagiarism of a cruel real world? The bodily itself is not real The sacred sign appears only before its sons Of brave spirit and vajra bodies. The vimāna shall elevate us…
Eternally beyond, away from an empty and soulless world… Condemned to blindness - Under a cloak of light.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
