The supreme fire of determination, anger, passion and love The protector of both worlds, heaven and earth Terror to fire of terrible time, three eyed one O thou Death of Death, prostrations..
Rudra, thy form all benignant Which destroys trace of evey sin With that they hallowed peaceful form O mountain's lord O mountain resident, that thy hands The arrow wield to end of all foes
May that begin become to us, protect us all Harm not the world, harm not any O blue necked lord Grant us your Satt, Chitt and Aananda That we may be free in life To live the bliss of your realization
O lord my gods of gods Open my heart and release my soul Lift me to the heights of devotion to you As we tread our path of Vakti-Karma-Gyana Give us liberation and free us from death Mrytor Mukshiya Mamritat
Raging in ten and thousand rays rising to heal the woes of men And moving with the vital lives, these rudra we propitiate This blue necked one who moves in sky The reddened glory of heavens Do behold all those unlettered And also all, lord, bless us all Visible god through crossest skies Yet invisible remainest The high and low, the wise and fool Do all behold this lord of day Rudra, we salute thee As Indra thou hast thousand eyes As rain thou pourest on this earth Who attend thee, to them we bow
(Mantra...)
I bow to the lord of three worlds White with ashes, three eyed Bearing the serpent as sacred thread Homage to the one wearing as raiment His own lustrous halo of radiant beams Bedecked with a glittering garland of skulls
May this our offering be made To Death of Death, the supreme Death With that Purusha we commune On Mahadeva we meditate May that rudra direct us all To that great goal we all here seek