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And we used to while the hours in constant praiseOf spirits so wild and strangeNow we're going through the motions day by dayAnd the West puts price tags on the things that once held gloryTeaching us the markings of the beastDay by day by day in the mystical EastOur paradise is pockmarked nowWith the refuse of the foreignersWho taught us to place value in the meaninglessSo is the doctrine of "Material West"We bow to praise what should matter the leastDay by day by day in the mystical EastTell me that our treasures shall never be plundered by thievesI look into your eyes and see the soul of the mystical EastAnd a culture in transitionGives way to decay and attritionWhere the powerful thrive by the power of the graftAnd the angry Earth shudders to show her wrathThe skulls of ancestors agape at the atrocities they've seenDay by day by day in this: my mythical EastTell me that our treasures shall never be plundered by thievesI look into your eyes and see the soul of the mystical East Aus Songtexte Mania