In that torturing mirror
Laughs a split-faced man
Torn apart by the ignorance
Of the concrete-man

I'm summoned; courage and fame
To slay thousands in my name
Razor claws relish the slaughter
With every dying breath it's getting darker
These memories of this life
Keep me awake every night
Never wondered who I may be
Why the thirst for blood and scream

In that torturing mirror
Cries a thousand men
But the words of the ancient prayer
Will unite them

Till my heart, till my heart beats
Till the panther, till the panther leaps
Till my pride, till my pride heals
I shall dream, you shall dream of the east

Now I suffer in western dirt
Hoping for another birth
Ever longed for endless fields
Golden crops on sunny hills
People throw at each other words
They're like fiery stones it hurts, it burns
Under each face there's another layer
Under mine there's a sacred prayer

Till my heart, till my heart beats
Till the panther, till the panther leaps
Till my pride, till my pride heals
I shall dream, you shall dream of the east
Till my heart beats
Till the panther leaps
Till my pride heals
I shall dream of the east