the last temples are burning,my gentle Rudra

om nama shivaaya erupts from satanic mouths

the birds and animals suffer fierce agony

where can we find solace in these

terrible projections of pishachus

oh my lord sadaa shiva!  

my precious neelakanta !

consume these seamless poisons of mahashishta

and may you  glow in your vast

hidden replendences for ever all over

ah! maha purusha dakishinaamoorthy

lord of all born and unborn