At The Behest
of Vama Kali
(2023)
Victorious I come forth, spawning destruction's might,
Behold, the Kadga and the Trishula, I have been invoked,
By the spell of Durga, to slay you and your legions, provoked.
I shall consume the blood of your head, a crimson flood,
As I dance with darkness, destruction and doom, in the haunted wood.
Beneath the moon's pale glow, a spectral waltz I weave,
With each strike of the blade, your demise I achieve.
The whip's cruel lash, a melody of despair,
I revel in your downfall, in this nightmarish affair.
No mercy, no respite, as your ranks crumble and fall,
The Durga's call echoes, as I heed her dark thrall.
Sacrifice to the shadows, in this relentless spree,
For I am the nourisher of chaos, I am your destiny.
As the stars weep for your fate, and the void swallows your cries,
I dance upon the ruins, under the blood-red skies.
The sword and the whip, instruments of your fate,
O Raktabija lord of demons, I revel in the darkness, I sate.
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