Текст песни
Behind the glass, a stranger's spring is fading
In these veins, a stranger's guilt is wading
Old bonds are like rusted chains in the dust
Pulling down to where their lanterns rust
Steps are heard that we're not meant to follow
A cold is felt that's too deep and hollow
Twelve shadows trailing behind on the floor
But the soul won't feed their dark passions anymore
Washing away this trail of the past
Where my pure, free sunrise is rising at last
The breath of freedom, the soul's light grace
All that was — is gone in this silent space
No chains, no weight, no stranger’s fire
In this world, only Truly Me is the higher
Building a shore where fear is undone
With dead water dissolving the pain that has won
In black porcelain — dawn and living water flow
Where there was noise, now the silence grows
Salt eats away all that settled inside
In hot steam, the shadow-enemies hide
Sip by sip — returning the strength to the core
The darkness outside turns to dust on the shore
Nine colors woven in a golden braid
Sacred flame in the heart, never to fade
Every wick is a shield on the line
What didn't drown in water — burns in the shrine
The wick crackles, burning the stranger's haze
Cutting the knots of the invisible maze
Let the wax melt, taking the grief and the doubt
Fixing the source with the light from without
Thirty paths gathered into one
Twelve shadows dissolved in the sun
Tracing the circle with salt on the sand
Letting the ashes of woes leave the land
Nineteen centuries — shedding the chains
For the soul to be born again from the rains
In seventy-five bright sparks and fires
The strength of the days returns from the pyres
The night-guardian brings peace to the sight
Covering all with a soft veil of night
Living strength — in the bloom of the day
In this quiet — finding the Truly Me way
The circle is closed The point is fixed Truly Me
