The Soul Bride Shall Never

With Your Hands Carve Out Your Own Destiny.

There, Where Neither Your Children Nor Your Spouse Shall Accompany You, The Name Of The Lord Shall Emancipate You.

The Ignorant Soul Bride Wanders In Delusion, In The Love Of Duality, She Sits Like A Widow. She Sits Like A Widow, In The Love Of Duality, Infatuated With Maya, She Suffers In Pain. She Grows Old, And Her Body Withers Away.

Through Shallow Intellect, The Mind Becomes Shallow, And One Eats The Fly, Along With The Sweets.

From Woman, Man Is Born; Within Woman, Man Is Conceived; To Woman He Is Engaged And Married. Woman Becomes His Friend; Through Woman, The Future Generations Come. When His Woman Dies, He Seeks Another Woman; To Woman He Is Bound. So Why Call Her Bad? From Her, Kings Are Born. From Woman, Woman Is Born; Without Woman, There Would Be No One At All.