From the dynasty of the waters Rising from the depths with ascetic discordance Floods of destruction after rains of fertility
A liquid taste of slaughter Deity of virulent poison, prowess and endurance From the water tree giving His offering
And that was not the apple of sin
Holding storms in one hand, whipping away mortality The revered elixir of life of the great laconic trinity
Supreme Keeper of Knowledge On the shoulders of the Destroyer Crowning the head of the Ubiquitous
The shelter of gods, which from nether dimensions He lauds
Nagaraja – Serpent King
Spirits dance along subterranean streams The entrance is subtle, the trail is so steep Spirits dance along subterranean streams The breaths are humid, the realm is so deep
Recover Amrita from the Ocean of Milk Bending the mountains, churning the seas Gods and demons, the lockings to bind Him The greatest of efforts and yielded the King The last weary breath becomes the strongest of venoms Wryly the Destroyer becoming the plenum The essence of immortality is safely back The threat of doomsday is delayed once again
Nagaraja – Serpent King
Spirits dance along subterranean streams The entrance is subtle, the trail is so steep Spirits dance along subterranean streams The breaths are humid, the realm is so deep Spirits dance along subterranean streams With a slow pace they cautiously creep Spirits dance along subterranean streams The entrance is subtle, in a well that’s so deep
Nagaraja – Serpent King
The Mother of Snakes unleashed Her children on trees To offer the humans all the wisdom they need The fork-tongued creatures spoke the words of relief And no that was not the bloody apple of sin The Mother of Snakes unleashed Her children on trees To offer the humans all the knowledge they need Wisdom is tempting, ignorance is bliss And no that was not the bloody apple of sin