As the flies and the wilds gathered around Tens Horns The beasts from all directions Fell the call of their master The winds are changing The sun is staying upon The stars are ever glowing The timehad come you will see...
Rising up the mountains, Churning all the oceans
There is nowhere to hide The unleashed poor think they can Escape but there is only one way In fact which leads towards the wide opened fangs Made of infernal flames See the floating of the millions of creatures Towards their reconciled destiny And blasting all the hopes
See what is the reality in itself: Everything is already dead!
The ecstatic trance-dance of Mahakala Burning down the worlds Leading by the anger against all That belongs to God
Now its time for to the world To see a man with opened eyes Now its time to realize We tell ourselves the best of lies Now its time to see the fact We all are the unity Now its time for us To deliberate our aimTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
