Sunlight, falling on your steel,
Death in life is your ideal,
Life is like a wheel, rolling on and on.
Through earth and water, fire and wind,
You came at last - nothing was the end,
Make a cut by fire and stones,
Take you and your blade and break you both
in two - break you both in two.
Sunlight, falling on your steel,
Death in life is your ideal,
Life is like a wheel - and it's rolling still.