I lied about the world that keeps on burning
I lied about the people that are turning
I lied about the horse that rode you
Lied about the beast that kills you
Tried to hide the ties that bind you to me
Yen intha Kaliyuga
Now I tell the story
Before I welcome Purgatory
Another face that carried lines of all your worries
Another trace of all your misery in stories
A face that folds when the cards have spoken
A trace of nothing when life is broken
Pointing finger burning right through me
Yen intha Kaliyuga