Brahmin's Lament

You´ve been losing yourself within these liquid silk skies
where all those dead roads have lead you, when the wishing well run dry
and still you chase strange idols of a long-gone mislead youth
stared deep in god´s blank image, but couldn´t find the whole truth
You´ll die again to rise and then
You´ll see it all depends on what you´ll do
Hear all the Brahmins sing in an endless refrain that soon you´ll be born again
And far beyond the shadows of another world you´ll see it all at a glance
Go break that faceless mirror and end to live in pain
While trotting down your way towards a cold and lonely death
where their voices won´t fade away, but keep on echoing through your aching head
and still you just won´t listen, there ain´t no use to tell
you had a thousand years to learn, but still can´t face your true self
You´ll die again to rise and then
You´ll see it all depends on what you´ll do
Hear all the Brahmins sing in an endless refrain that soon you´ll be born again
And far beyond the shadows of another world you´ll see it all at a glance
Go break that faceless mirror and end to live in pain
Yes soon you´ll live again
and be damned wear this like a stain
Yes soon you´ll live it again
and you may finally breakthrough
Hear all the Brahmins sing in an endless refrain that soon you´ll be born again
And far beyond the shadows of another world you´ll see it all at a glance
Go break that faceless mirror and end to live in pain
Within the distant mumbling of the priest recalls the voice of the wind
saying: «yours is the holy land, you may claim it again!»