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 Thousands scars on our faces crack wide open Innocent children - vices of the earth Seeds of enlightenment fall to grow Under the eyes of lying bastards We laughed at life, yet saw many dreams Of war and pain, of hunger and slaughter We dug our graves and now will rest in peace Born again, blinded by pain, Jackals run to the light over heads of their kin Meaningless rapture in a moment of agony Let the circle spin, may Utpavana begin! You are the plague You are salvation You are the venom You shall be no more! As a child you raise your hands To the everlasting sky To the heavens, which once were penetrated In order to feed your desires Hark! Thou shall be erased, For the great Utpavana has begun!