Текст песни Pagoda Sadartha

Sit now quiet, edge of forbidden nerve
Concentrate, fokus
We are battling a mirra’s army
Spirit of the ego, you are as heavy as the air
It’s nice to meet you, I wanna tell you you don’t exist
The earth is our witness, Sadartha
Seen it on my chest, callous on my heart
It grew negligent; know now you’re a vegetable
Sick thing, leper growing in and on me
Cut off, let free, amputate, surgery
Sadartha, nature’s mother, you are my friend

Until we meet again