Bhairava

Eyes of fire on the midnight ghat
Skull in his hand, serpent for a hat
The demon of arrogance dared to rise
Bhairav roared, tore the cosmic lies

Ом Храум Бхайравайя Намах
Shattered the trident through the void of space

Terror of the three worlds, savage grace
The cut of the sword, the tritone scream
Waking the gods from their frozen dream

Brahma’s fifth head kissed the dust below
Daksha’s pride, a fatal, bloody show
He dances the tandava on the burning ground
Where the rhythm of destruction is the only sound

Kalabhairava… Ashtamurti…
Blast beat!
Kaala — The Lord of Time — has come to feast!

Trinity of tridents piercing through the sun
Every demon’s nightmare has just begun
Drum syncopation like a serpent’s coil
Sitar and the Marshall, spilling holy oil

Aum. Aum. Aum.
He walks the cremation grounds… alone.
But his dogs have already tasted your fear.
Bhairava conquers.