Hungry Ghost - Yamantaka // Sonic Titan

Flesh withers in the badlands

Always wanting

They feed on the wind

Oh blessed be the martyr

The martyr

For they sleep in the sand

Dust fills my mouth

Take all you need

Feeding on a dream

Bursting at the seam

I fought against the ether

The ether

Swallowed me whole

Take from someplace

Take all you need