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Echoes of past tell of a genocide long before

A prince took revenge his father was killed ashore

The konkubine’s son had sinned against brotherhood

Trees dust and swamp drank all their blood

Fight for me

Safe my life

Protect your king

With your life

Assault the rock

Abrade the fortress

Take his head

Kill the king of Sigiriya

Sunrise reflected on blades a thousand times

Sunrise omen for the bloodshed on both sides

Sunrise last one man would see a thousand times

Thousand steps on each one fight

Mirror floor doubles hate

In the palace just decay

In the caves

The nymphes dance in vain

The nymphes dance in vain

In Sigiriya

Sunset reflected in dead eyes a thousand times

Sunset omen for the reaper who had arrived

Sunset not seen by all the soldiers on both sides

Thousand steps on each one dead

Mirror floor doubles pain

In the palace just decay

In the caves the nymphes dance in vain

The battle is lost

He must not imprison me

There is no escape

I kill myself

The battle is won

I have my revenge

For the fathermurder

Your nymphes danced in vain