Fly like a shadow, and climb up to the sun Shaped like a cone vimana pierce the sky The Rama he guides his chariots of fire Raghira The Brave is commander of the flames Vimana Fly to the sky Call to arms, with your chariots of fire They descend from the stars to the Order of the Nine The brothers are cloaked, and robed in darkened smoke Tellus, our Mother is moistened with the stormy sea And the wheel of the Rama, spinning from the scream Vimana Fly to the sky Call to arms, with your chariots of fire Its shining through the colored glass. Showing me a path for the brave And one for who is choosing without fear Without fear Without fear I walk the brave Fly to the sky Call to arms, warfare, with your chariots of fire