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Aghori
03:52
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He delivers awe
He dissolves in fear
He swims in the river of terror.
Ashes bestow new life
Kapala…
In the laughter of the rain
In the dancing lines of life
He sees death.
In the laughter of the rain
In the dancing lines of life
Death is here.
Destruction is the blessing of life
He feels your strength, human
As he holds your truth in his palms
It is no mere chance you met amidst the crackling of Varanasi
You were brought here by death
You met in the vast graveyard of Sansara
You were brought here by death
On the other side
He rushes reverently around
Around the fire
It's the earth that refreshes
Refreshes the spirit
This is a sacred dance
The energy of fire
He'll stop and keep quiet
This is a sacred silence.
He hears your last breath,
He pays respects to you.
You don't know each other,
But you've brought him closer to fearlessness
He delivers awe
He dissolves in fear
He swims in the river of terror.
He delivers awe
He dissolves in fear
Destruction is the blessing of life
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Askeza
06:41
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Immersed in his reverie,
he was sitting before his father,
and so many years
Years passed.
After a long time his body
withered from the wind and the sun,
and fell down like a tree
Tree cut down
At the root.
But the restless mind,
in search
for pleasures, pictured beautiful countries,
and wandered across
Across them, like a deer passing
….
from one forest to another.
His mind, lost in desires,
wandered through various lives,
ascending
to heaven and descending to earth,
restless as if it’s tied to a spinning wheel,
until settled on the Samanga river side.
He being without a body,
experienced the endless variety of lives
and the events within them
as real
and the events within them as real.
Body remained in the Mandara mountains,
winds dried it up and it became skin-tight bones.
The wind whistled, blowing through the body holes,
like cheerful notes of joy of deliverance from sorrow.
The miserable suffering mind
fell into the deep pit of creation,
and a string of cloud-white teeth
seemed to laugh at it.
The body's empty eye sockets reminded how void they are,
the once beautiful mouth that had fallen in resembled an old overgrown well
in the woods.
It seemed like tears at the memories
of past joys soaked it
Like a dry branch,
the body swayed creakily,
as if the epitome of heavy ascesis
among the blowing winds.
In the hole of the heat-dried body - bird nested,
and among the dried up viscera - frog rested.
Worms swarmed in the empty eye sockets,
and the chest of ribs was braided with cobwebs.
The skull rose above the rest of the skeleton on the bones
of the spine, as if the dead body was stretching its neck.
The reclined face on the long neck seemed to be
staring after its soul flying into the sky.
The long thin bones extend even further in immobility,
apprehending the burdens of the long journey.
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3. |
Shiva Yajur Mantra
03:27
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Karpuuragauram Karunaavataaram
Sansaarsaaram Bhujagendrahaaram
Sadaavasantam Hridayaaravinde
Bhavam Bhavaanisahitam Namaami
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Brahmastra
05:01
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Flaming…
Arrow…
Grasped…
Flaming arrow was grasped.
Then valiant Rama,
Whom Matali has reminded of this,
Grasped the flaming arrow
Which Brahma gave him.
Agastya, the glorious sage,
Gave it to him
Earlier on battlefield.
Battle…field…
The arrow looked like hissing serpent.
It was created before by Brahma, the lord of creation of infinite power.
Created for Indra,
The lord of the celestials.
It had been granted
In the past to the to the great gods master,
Who wished to conquer three worlds.
Having made it sacred by means
Special formula described in scriptures,
Rama endowed with incredible power,
Secured that arrow.
The arrow was the first among the three worlds,
Capable destroy the fear of the Ikshvaku dynasty,
Taking away the glory of enemies
He brought the joy to himself with his bow.
Bow
As Rama aimed this superb arrow,
All creatures were startled and the earth trembled.
Enraged Rama drawn bowstring well
And with careful mind he threw the arrow,
Capable ripping
Off vital organs,
Straight to
Ravana.
Straight to Ravana.
This arrow,
As lightning,
Sent by the hands of Indra,
And irresistible as Yama,
The Lord of Death,
Pierced into the chest.
Fired with such power
Able to destroy the body,
The arrow tore out
The heart of Ravana.
Flaming arrow
Bringer of death
Fired with such power
Destroyed Ravana
And covered
With blood,
Penetrated
Into the ground.
Flaming arrow
Bringer of death
Fired with such power
Destroyed Ravana
And covered
With blood,
Penetrated
Into the ground.
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Fragrance of the world…
Frag-
Rance
Of
World
Fragrance of world
Ego’s burning in fire of desire.
Three chakras broadcast
Broadcast the playful reality.
Achievements go through our hands like sand.
What will you find in this world?
Achievements go through our hands like sand.
What will you find in this…?
Achievements go through our hands like sand.
What will you find in this world?
Achievements go through our hands like sand.
What will you find?
Tamas controls the mind.
The hurricane crushes the mind down.
Pain squeezes desires out.
The search for the happiness is
Eternal.
Eternal!
This is like
Boring movie
And it's playing back.
This boring movie
It’s playing back
Over and over.
And memory fades
Again and again.
Over and Over
Memory fades
again and again.
Again and Over
Sacks of bones
They live as programmed
Their vision seeks pleasure
Three gunas hold tight
Where are you crawling?
To what you've created
Your thoughts of existence
Create the conditions
Play, pray
And get what's rightfully yours
Your
Beloved
Suffering.
It's the time and place to forge divine tools.
Within yourself.
Ascesis of the mind,
I'm closing
My eyes.
This world is not mine.
I sharpen my mind
To cut the bonds
That bind
My soul.
Level of my apprehension is low,
Open the transcendent.
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The crematorium principal,
Where did I end up?!
It is very honorable to live here,
But more honorable to die,
Came half-dead
On purpose to
Die!
Eerie conveyor
To process
The dead into
Smoke and ash,
I've been saving
Saving up
Save for sandalwood
All my life!
All my life!
All my life!
The sight is freaky
And shocking,
Somewhat demonic,
Mystifying.
One may observe forever
The life scenes on the ghats!
Commotion's
Going on!
Firewood and logs for funeral pyres
Are piled between the temples on the shore,
People crowd in small groups and gaze in silence.
Folks rustle'round the fires, drag firewood, light fires,
Eviscerate the burnt remains - dread!
The bodies of the dead are smeared with incense,
Wrapped in a saffron shroud,
Garlands of flowers
Are placed on top,
Hand-borrowed to the fires
Already stacked is funeral pyre!
Garlands of flowers
Are placed on top,
Hand-borrowed to the fires
Already stacked is funeral pyre!
A fire ritual takes place, take place tonight!!!
There is no common sense in that place, only emotions,
Fed up with common sense!!!
Why did I run away but want to come back again?!
Something happened to the mind!!!
Everything burned out and need to burn the fire...
Something happened to the mind!!!
Everything burned out and need to burn the fire...
Something happened to the mind!!!
Everything burned out and need to burn the fire...
Something happened to the mind!!!
Everything burned out and need to burn the fire once again.
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Dangling in the boiling
of bustling,
Bright shawls.
Red lights,
Screaming and madness,
Blessing and disaster,
Objective reality
Fails!
I can't see a way out struggling for survival.
I want to jump off, but it is too fast, the roundabout is too tough.
Im peeling off nails,
Scraping with fingers
Im shredding with my teeth
Im grinding into the granite
Looking for a way out to escape the maddening sound,
Shouts and dust, commotion and the
Merciless sun
Sweat stings my skin,
The stench is bothering,
People are tearing my mind,
I want to give up
But it looks like the reality is broken
Im walking humbly
Into the darkness of my thoughts
Im here alone
Cant see my own…
Im walking humbly
Into the darkness of my thoughts
Im here alone
Cant see my own hand
Meditation, transformation, purification
Heavy into light, liquid into nothing
Meditation, transformation, purification
Heavy into light liquid into nothing
The haze is absorbing the rot and the stench,
The reek of fear is getting dissolved,
The haze is absorbing the rot and the stench,
The reek of fear is getting dissolved,
Darkness is devouring consciousness.
I cease
To exist
All that is left of me
Is light
I cease
To exist
All that is left of me
Is light
Hope gives
Fresh breath.
I am
Saved.
I am
Saved.
I am
Saved.
I am
saved.
I am saved.
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7 H.Target Нижний Новгород, Russian Federation
Russian technology obsessed freak-out brutal death metal band
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