Santhara

Now is the time to end it
The same way I choose to live
Let me unveil to the world
This very last ritual.

For that the purest form
Is the silent and the empty
I am ready for the forsaken
The ultimate abortion.

Let me share with you all
This sweet and peaceful way
My paths finally led me there.

I am not running away
From a ruthless world
So close from deliverance.

I claim the right to die
Santhara
The gate of Moksha is at hand
Santhara.

My body's energy
Now begins to vanish
Slowly turning myself
Into a pale empty ghost.

My throat – drained
My guts – deprived
My blood – weakened
My forces – away.

Let me share with you all
This sweet and peaceful way
My paths finally led me there.

I am not running away
From a ruthless world
So close from deliverance.

I claim the right to die
Santhara
The gate of Moksha is at hand
Santhara.

Breaking the cycle
Of reincarnation
Finally free
From birth and death.

Let me share with you all
This sweet and peaceful way
My paths finally led me there.

I am not running away
From a ruthless world
So close from deliverance.

I claim the right to die
Santhara
The gate of Moksha is at hand
Santhara.