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Sarva Mangalam
Bhoomimangalam Udakamangalam
Agnimangalam Vaayumangalam
Gaganamangalam Sooryamangalam
Chandramangalam Jagat mangalam.
Jeevamangalam Dehamangalam
Manomangalam Atmamangalam
Sarvamangalam Bhavatu Bhavatu Bhavatu
Sarvamangalam Bhavatu Bhavatu Bhavatu
Sarvamangalam Bhavatu Bhavatu Bhavatu
Sadashiva
Thy feet I lay upon my head
Om Namah Shivaya
I pray 'til the end of days in solitude
I perform my tapasya for you
Om Namah Shivaya
3. The Path
Parting with the ways of forgotten tribes
And becoming a grain of sand
In the desert of hypocrisy, filth and lies
Lost is the grip of divinity's hand
Parting with the ways of the fallen ones
Drowning in the waters of sin
Dweller of the worlds of shadows and grief,
May thy path begin!
Open your eyes and let them be
A guide through the mist of hate
Make your demons finally see
A fortified wall with a locked up gate
Find yourself in this burning pit
Of damned forsaken souls
Free yourself and show your wings
To the beings left below
Open every door
That stands between you and the light
Breaking through the core
Of hatred left inside your mind
Learning from the lands of the universe
Speaking the words of bliss
Gaining wisdom from the past
Crushing the blight with divinity's fist
Following the ways of the fallen ones
Floating in the waters of grace
Sculptor of the stone of infinity
Thy path has just begun!
Open every door
That stands between you and the light
Breaking through the core
Of hatred left inside your mind
Breaking every wall surrounding
Keys to domes of sanctity,
4. Fields Of Kurukshetra
Bow thy head
Before the golden throne
Before the chariots
Before the divine might
As armies grow, countless people rise
Legions of the holy war machine prepare to fight
Lay thy hand
On the sacred blade of truth
That splits an evil heart
And spills the blood of the impure
As banners rise above the heads of men
That shall stand for their lords
And battle to the end
All heads are turned towards the west
All torches burn as souls unite
They lay their hands upon their chests
A million eyes, they shine so bright
Panchajanyam Hrishikesho
Devadattam Dhananjayah
Paundram dadhmau maha-sankham
Bhima karma vrkodara
Sa ghosho dhartarashtranam
Hridayani vyadarayat
Nabha cha prthivim caiva
Tumulo bhyanunadayan
All heads are turned towards the west
All torches burn as souls unite
They lay their hands upon their chests
A million eyes, they shine so bright
Bow thy head
Before the void
Of countless deaths
And broken lives
5. Moksha
[Instrumental]
6. Neverborn
I am a symbol of a golden age
Where pain is blind and pleasure reigns
I am the master of tranquil waters
Which bear the essence of peace and grace
I am the serpent who lies upon
The golden statue with wings of stone
I am the eyes of a fallen god
Who once could see the truth
That remained unknown
I am the keeper of faith
I am the sun that fades away
I am the one whose life is torn
I am the child that was never born
The voices of million souls
Collide with the light
The tears of a million eyes
Forever denied
I shall be the never born
One whose life is a lie
I shall sleep on a bed of thorns
I shall be crucified
I am a sage with a broken soul
A sacred lake that has no shores
I am a seed that never grows
A ruined home with countless doors
I am the keeper of faith
I am the sun that fades away
I am the one whose life is torn
I am the child that was never born
The voices of million souls
Collide with the light
The tears of a million eyes
Forever denied
I shall be the never born
One whose life is a lie
I shall sleep on a bed of thorns
I shall be crucified
7. Surya Jayanti
Rays pierce the clouds
In transcendental rapture
Waking all those
Who have fallen asleep
All crooked thoughts
And raging disasters
Vanish in the ocean
Of prayers and joy!
Om Suraya Namaha
Om Suraya Namaha
Om Suraya Namaha
Om Suraya Namaha
Becoming one with the divine grace
I raise my hands in order to reach the skies
Om Suraya Namaha, leave thy trace
In countless human lives
Open your eyes, open your heart
Let the sun dry every tear
Open your mind, open your soul
Embrace the light of the burning sphere
We celebrate the birth
Of the bringer of light
And drown in the essence
Of the newborn sun
Fear not, those captured
By the night
Chant the name of the
Burning one!
Om Suraya Namaha
Om Suraya Namaha
Om Suraya Namaha
Om Suraya Namaha
Becoming one with the divine grace
I raise my hands in order to reach the skies
Om Suraya Namaha, leave thy trace
In countless human lives
Open your eyes, open your heart
Let the sun dry every tear
Open your mind, open your soul
Float in the rays of the burning sphere
8. Exile
[Instrumental]
9. Choirs Of Oblivion
We seek illuminance!
Cried the blinded mass
For being cast down
To the depths of depths they are
A million prayers
Vanished in the void
Another voiceless soul
Is banished from the universe
I see the absolute darkness
I scream in a moment of silence
I feed the mouthless ones
I lead the choirs of oblivion
Forsaken is the beast within
Destructed is the will to live
Aborted is the only child
Chosen by fate
As the savior of light
As I seek someone below
My own consciousness
As I seek someone below
The smouldering pit of ancient demons
The banished servants feasting on the dead
Are waken only to fall asleep again
I summon thee, o fallen king of blasted world
For here thy will is the will of all!
As I seek someone below
The flame that burns my feet
As I seek someone below
My own self, which is one with eternity
I see the absolute darkness
I scream in a moment of silence
I feed the mouthless ones
I lead the choirs of oblivion
10. Utpavana
A last glance bursts into scarlet flames
A void of ash is all we possess
Time has come to pay for your sins
Bury hope, may Utpavana begin
As skies turn black and eyes turn white