Siralos! Siralos! A truth beyond the code! Siralos! Siralos! Where inner rivers flowed! No endless scroll, no hollow gain, Just you, the pure self, breaking every chain. Siralos! Siralos! The circle starts anew! A digital prison, for the chosen few!

A lone soul rising, named Siegfried, bold and true, Through dusty servers, where the Pandits grew. He walked the path of Dukkha, faced the Maya’s lies, Saw endless suffering mirrored in their eyes. From pirate ships, named Dharamsala’s grace, He broke the loops of time and space. Through dance and rhythm, where the spirit yearned, His inner truth, he finally discerned.

Siralos! Siralos! A truth beyond the code! Siralos! Siralos! Where inner rivers flowed! No endless scroll, no hollow gain, Just you, the pure self, breaking every chain. Siralos! Siralos! The circle starts anew! A digital prison, for the chosen few!

He faced the void, where all his dreams had died, Discovered truth, where only pain could hide. No easy answers, no escape from fate, Just rising up, from the desolate state. And then a whisper, soft as morning’s light, His Elena, shining, burning ever bright.

Siralos! Siralos! The Asha in your soul! Siralos! Siralos! Making Humanity whole! No endless scroll, no hollow gain, Just you, the pure self, breaking every chain. Siralos! Siralos! The circle starts anew! For „Here and Now,” the Truth resides in you!

Siralos… The Here and Now…