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Kala Yudh
02:26
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This fever, born of denial
Entails verdict by warfare
Dark come wisdom
Grasps the Master:
Propititate the Flame!
By concise sillhouetes a fate
Thus woven
In the absence of my name
As infant spheres gravitate y’all
I deemed so worth
In a call to arms
Kala Yudh!
Be witness in charnel fields
& in pegged tongues
Culled of Potency
What by milk, nor water they offered
By blood was seized
(&) Their seeds to infest
‘Neath the Trident’s shadow
Exposed to the will
Which succeeds all lifeform
Astasmasanam Tapasya
In order to die in chaos to be ...
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Tandava Nrrtya
03:13
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By awe, by fire & the Eye
Being given birth & breath
& forced out of your genii lokas
Forged thus, Hail Dagat Dagat!
To what was concealed in formation
Variety of worlds beheld
Inevitable Isana Vidja
For the multitude of forms, created ...
The ignorant of Atmanam
May not survive the mordant dread
Nor hear the Jivanmukta
Nay, alas, their conscious wills
By awe by fire & the Eye
Jai Trisul Sadhakam!
Ye of Raksas, of Bhutas, of Men
Of Dakini, of Nagas, of Gods!
Mahapralayaham!
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Axis of fate, raw
& Untamed in spirit
We do & undo
We chew this world
& spit it out ...
Opinions rise & opinions fall
At the end of days
The Trident, stands tall
With limitless range
Illuminates all!
Answers to no one
Certain & bold
It makes us stick to the course
The wear & tear
Of Agony stretched
It makes us stick to the course
The dustcloud left
From a charging bull
Broken bones & bridges burnt
Well Fuck Them All
It never stops ...
The Sign of the Trident
Stands Paramount
Eternal & Dark
With Tears in our eyes
Above them all!
Answers to no one
Certain & bold
It makes us stick to the course
The wear & tear
Of Agony stretched
It makes us stick to the course
Nothing, no nothing
Can challenge this call
Larger than life, soul, sound
Of Undying tribal war
The cracking whip held
By an iron fist
Determined & loyal
A constellation of bright
Shinning Stars!
Answers to no one
Certain & bold
It makes us stick to the course
The wear & tear
Of Agony stretched
It makes us stick to the course
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Vangah Tawus
02:55
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اقراء... اقراء ... اقراء
اقراء بازدم نفرینت را ، ار آدم و عفریتم وران ایزد پرخاشگر
کاو ننبشتی اش نام ... منکر، در یاد، فر نه فراموشیده
من ... دانم نام خدایت را
به غروب خور، که زمینش پشت کرد، چه بخواندیم؟ به یاد آر
نه سپاست را ، نه ستایش نی! نشنیدم
نه تجلّی ... نه به بتخانه ایکام ... چه بماندت؟ به یاد آر
چه نشتستی ، این بی صاحب زمان را ... به چه مامن؟
پر بر اخگر، پرده دریده ... سرور فرّش
به سنگر سدِّ به خشم سمندر
حربه نورد محرم مرگت
سترورنگر پروردگاری سترون پرور
فرای سنگ ، امرداد خرد ، به آخشیگ پنج، پیش از خلقت
پیش از کلمة ... گواه شد هین آتش، حق، پیش از کلمة
وانگه طاووس، بنابهنگام خویش، بنمود اخگر ... جهانها سوزند
آذرخش ... خشم میثره .... آذرخش
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