The Wheel

Thousands of bodies lie dead in the sand

Whom they belonged to, slain by whose hand?

Half-rotten faces with holes instead eyes

Is my mind telling me lies?

The wheel is rolling on and on

This is a path of no return

A chain of births and deaths unites

Centuries

A crowd of spirits that were slain

Are now deep inside your brain

All that you have considered you

Is not true

Hundreds of times, killed again and again

Living all shades between pleasure and pain

Men, women, children, all gone and dead

Now safely locked in my head

The wheel is rolling on and on

This is a path of no return

A chain of births and deaths unites

Centuries

A crowd of spirits that were slain

Are now deep inside your brain

All that you have considered you

Is not true

Rise, the ones who have fallen

Speak what you have to say

Share with me your knowledge

And become myself

The wheel is rolling on and on

This is a path of no return

A chain of births and deaths unites

Centuries

A crowd of spirits that were slain

Are now deep inside your brain

All that you have considered you

Is not true

The wheel is rolling on and on

This is a path of no return

A chain of births and deaths unites

Centuries

A crowd of spirits that were slain

Are now deep inside your brain

All that you have considered you

Is not true