Fish

Did you pay the rent
Mr President
Stop telling lies
You better focalize

Did you break the chains
Mr. Occident
Are you still a Christian
Waiting for the Judgment

Now I see my face
Reflecting on
Kailasa lakes
Kailasa motion

From east to west
They lead our quest
Like a sun at noon
Like a crescent moon

Whenever they change
They make you change
Whenever they move
They make you move

Now the Fish is dead
Now the Fish is dead

So you're taking over
Mr. Cobbler
Did you put your shoes on
Do it on your own

Are you still in search
Mr. the Priest
I saw you in church
Where do you think it is

Not on a Christmas star
Not under the pew
Not over the altar
Not even in you

For the Fish is dead
Yes, the Fish is dead

It happened to be
2000 years old
Now let it go free
In a sea of gold

It happened to be
2000 years old
Now let it go free
In a sea of gold
In another past

Whenever you change
You make them change
Whenever you move
You make them move

These light Embassies
Are such a Promise

We'll never let die
As we're keeping it dry
Transmitting from inside
Receiving from outside

Tomorrow's direction
To atheism
Tomorrow's direction
To Christism
To the Final Love

Though I've been told many dreams
I have been given no mission
Though I've seen so many dreams
I have been given only one vision
So, wash my soul
Morya, wash my soul