In the Underworldly Paradise On the seventh lower planet The land of Patala is, serpentized Refuge of nagas, souls of gannets
The abode of permissiveness and pleasure, Eternal incarnations of all passions
Colubrine ephemeral demigods In the jewels that illuminate All lower never-lit worlds, Enjoy the carnal joys to the end In their gorgeous palaces and garths Sensual bliss in the most beauteous world There's no time, only plenteous hearths There' no ills, senium in this gold
- Patala!
Patala, that which... That which is below the feet!
With the guna of passion, the human souls Can get there, turning into the fiends Only fiery shining of the God Can destroy them from total depravityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.