The Ikshvaku dynasty, in Puranic literature, was a mythical dynasty founded by Rishabha, also known as Ikshvaku. Ikshvaku, literally means sugar cane". The dynasty is also known as Sūryavaṁśa (the Solar dynasty). Rama, hero of the Ramayana belonged to this dynasty. Twenty-two out of the twenty-four Jain Tirthankara belonged to this dynasty. Rishabha is present in both Hindu as well as Jain mythology. Both refers to the same person.
The important personalities belonging to this royal house are Bharata, Harishchandra, Dilīpa, Sagara,Raghu, Rama and Prasenajit. Although, both the Hindu Puranas and the Buddhist texts include Shuddodhana, Gautama Buddha and Rahula in their accounts of the Ikshvaku dynasty, but according to the Buddhist texts, Mahasammata, an ancestor of Ikshvaku was the founder of this dynasty, who was elected by the people as the first king of the present era. According to the Puranas, supreme preceptor of the Ikshvaku dynasty was sage Vashishta.
In Hinduism, Ikshvaku, is the grandson of Vivasvan or Surya and son of Vaivasvata Manu. They ruled from the Kosala Kingdom, today known as Oudh in the state of Uttar Pradesh along the banks of river Sarayu with saketa, Ayodhya today as their capital. Ikshvaku is the first king who executed the Manusmrti or religious rules of Hindu living which were composed by his father Manu. Ikshvaku, ruled as Monarch at the beginning of the Satya Yuga or First yuga, had hundred sons. His estates descended to his eldest son Vikukshi.
Explosions in my thoughts keep going on and on
It's keeping me awake till the crack of dawn
I'm so paranoid
I hope nobody is ever gonna see me like this
I'm twisting and turning my eyes feel like they're burning
I don't know what I'll do please stop before I lose my mind
I am falling through the holes of my mind
I know that it will be that way till the crack of dawn
What is this shit that i jjust can't do nothing about
Talking is useless help is useless
I'm going out of my mind
I lay down to rest my soul
Until the words of glory has been told
My pillow is soft and warm
I'll leave spots in the crack of dawn
I am falling through the holes of my mind
I know that it will be that way till the crack of dawn
Though it's all so quiet