Stormlord

Stones on the altars are the icons where you live,
The only way for the disciples to sanctify the snakes
You keep many treasures,
The foundations of your realm are made of gold
Bhogavati, where dreams chase reality
Ananta, the snake, where the master sleep
Kaliya, the king, slave to Krisna's dance
By water, by fire, the underworld they rule
By water, by fire, by fire, by fire
... All enslaved by Shiva's grace
Gods, watch upon us,
Let us reach the Shakti and leave all this pain
Called existence, let us be one with you
Bowls are now empty, we deprive our bodies of all of the food for you glory
Great Naga come free us all, at last ??????‚???????‚???‚???????‚???‚?? free us all, now
Kadru