When the black leaves breathe and spiral down

Go ask the banyan what it knows

The roots remember every crown

That fell before the temple rose

Sanghyang, sanghyang

One pill dissolves the waking mind

One breath erases what you were

Don't you want somebody to feed your head?

Don't you want to burn before you're dead?

Go ask the spirits when the mist is red

When logic and proportion fall away

The gecko speaks in backward tongues

The frangipani bleeds at night

And the offerings you placed have sung

Your childhood name into the rite

Sanghyang, sanghyang

Keep feeding your mind, keep feeding your soul

Keep walking until you're the smoke and the coal

Don't you want somebody to feed your head?

Don't you want to burn before you're dead?

Go ask the mountain when the earth is bled

When logic and proportion fall away

Remember what the dormouse said

Remember what the priest forgot

You're neither living now nor dead

You're the burning, you're the rot

Sanghyang, sanghyang, sanghyang

Ngaben, ngaben, transformation fire

Ngaben, ngaben, you're the funeral pyre

And if you go dissolving now

Between the palm fronds and the sky

Don't ask the elders when or how

You were the question and the why

Sanghyang, sanghyang

When the dawn arrives in crimson thread

You'll know you've always fed your head

Feed your head

Feed your head

Feed your head

(Sanghyang, sanghyang)

Feed your head