Rudra the Roarer - Noctiferia

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 !