The Mystical East

And we used to while the hours in constant praise

Of spirits so wild and strange

Now we're going through the motions day by day

And the west puts price tags on the things that once held glory

Teaching us the markings of the beast

Day by day by day in the mystical east

Our paradise is pockmarked now

With the refuse of the foreigners

Who taught us to place value in the meaningless

So is the doctrine of "Material West"

We bow to praise what should matter the least

Day by day by day in the mystical east

Tell me that our treasures shall never be plundered by thieves

I look into your eyes and see the soul of the mystical east

And a culture in transition

Gives way to decay and attrition

Where the powerful thrive by the power of the graft

And the angry Earth shudders to show her wrath

The skulls of ancestors agape at the atrocities they've seen

Day by day by day

Day by day by day in this: my mythical east

Tell me that our treasures shall never be plundered by thieves

I look into your eyes and see the soul of the mystical east