Текст песни Kshatriya

Worker of divine will and mandate of heaven Kshatriya thou master of the chaos that thou art Enduring the spear without agony As the knightly horse who rarely feels the master's whip Attending to the only order timeless and unauthored The sentry of his arms, who sees without sight Servant of the hammer of eternity's execration With the blood-stained hands of a healer and a king - and a king Attendees to madness, they who light the great black fire Wherein one day nigh they will be cast While the kshatriya lights the Self-ignited flame To burn alive their hollow, craven hope of peace Those ripe to bring ruin to the world of profane creation Around whom such is an immortal silence born A greater silence when the dawn of fire comes Mere instruments of a boundless will divine Thus spoke the sun: "Tasmat tvam uttishta!" The heavy burden of the earth, thou justly cast to desolation Kshatriya thou master of the ascesis of power Standing upon mountains, as the sorrowful look on in mourning By a will transhuman, raise a prayer to total war