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[- Long ago... what has been said by honour, is exceedingly conducive to my welfare. Abandoning all pleasure, the lofty-minded dauther preformed the propitiation by means of profound meditation. On hearing these words, she pondered over me mentally... and so the story goes... (the skanda purana) -] One million miles i'm walking, one million miles away And still you hear me talkin Full of doubt on a painful way I'm not a fortune teller nor support the monarchy I'm setting up the situation to destroy my scenery Take all the trouble with me, more than i can afford Anscrewed and full of laughter, as qirija speaks the word Oh well i don't know, whatever i'll see... Come slowly, won't you look at me instead Depressed and lonely, listen to what shiva said Taste the falvour of a hundred million tears I stare into her eyes Crimes the hide since thousand years As now my live is shifted, i crawl on holy ground My blodd and soul are god gifted Made me lokkin'in from the out Still i hear their voices singing Gliding sounds from the left to right I try to close my eyes But can't get her out of my sight I know this place is haunted This temple of tears This lust i always wanted Beautiful and lustful fears,... And still i dont know where do i go