Mayyal

A soaring sound and sight I've seen

A sound flying high I appear

I appear

I appear

O dear one, unto thou I lean and through a lasting state thou I will always appease

I call for thee, I call for thee

O dear one, unto thou I lean and through lasting prosperity I become thee

I call for thee, I call for thee

O dear one, unto thou I lean and through a lasting state, will always appease

I call thee

If memories to me burn, like red stones, buried unto death.

I will flicker, I will ignite and burn

Through lasting blood and sand And if I fade,

O dear one, thou I await, as long as thee return,my everlasting pride and ego-state