The Mystical East

And we used to while the hours in constant praise
 Of spirits so wild and strange
 Now we're going through the motions day by day
 And the west puts price tags on the things that once held glory
 Teaching us the markings of the beast
 Day by day by day in the mystical east
 Our paradise is pockmarked now
 With the refuse of the foreigners
 Who taught us to place value in the meaningless
 So is the doctrine of "Material West"
 We bow to praise what should matter the least
 Day by day by day in the mystical east
 Tell me that our treasures shall never be plundered by thieves
 I look into your eyes and see the soul of the mystical east
 And a culture in transition
 Gives way to decay and attrition
 Where the powerful thrive by the power of the graft
 And the angry Earth shudders to show her wrath
 The skulls of ancestors agape at the atrocities they've seen
 Day by day by day
 Day by day by day in this: my mythical east
 Tell me that our treasures shall never be plundered by thieves
 I look into your eyes and see the soul of the mystical east