What fool are ye!

From zenith to nadir

Through externalized purity

Dexterity

Sealed ye gates ov your own paradise

Skakti, Kali Ma, Durga Ma

Thou art pure in Thy sinistry

For those who cannot see

The Unconditioned One!

Creatrix, Matrix, Devourer!

Thee who spits out sun

From thy mouth

In endless momentum -

Kamala's menstruum

On road to immortality

We go against current

To the womb ov Kali

Through the mouth ov Bhairavi

To the final dawn ov Chaos

How come we're still alive?

In these kingdoms ov filth

When heaven's so abstract

And hell is so real...

Crédito: emo_kid