| Rudra the Roarer |
|---|
| Life |
| Transcending all states |
| Source |
| No understanding and sense |
| Fear |
| Of Death’s abode |
| Force |
| Is existence to decode |
| Rays |
| Of a million suns |
| Shines |
| On miraculous ones |
| Pure |
| Perpetual delight |
| Pain and bliss pesonified |
| Now roar |
| And peel off the crust to clean and cure the soul |
| Death |
| The circle connects |
| End’s |
| Epoch of birth |
| Strength |
| Is hidden within |
| Art |
| Om |
| Existence |
| I am |
| Clouds |
| The storms can begin |
| Dirt |
| The sun shall ignite |
| Joy and tears glorified |
| Rudra |
| Reality obscene |
| Manifesting |
| Utopian dreams |
| Howl |
| For archers to come |
| Praise |
| Only the moral one |
| High |
| Awareness outset |
| Moult |
| To avert the threat |
| Deity |
| Is within me |
| I chant |
| For eternity to hear |
| Right |
| Lays in the heart |
| Wrong |
| Occurs in the mind |
| Prospect the spirit |
| Absolute truth’s goal |
| Existence |
| I am ! |
