Not the fear
But the nexus to our past
This is what we feel
A bond to the darkest ages
To those simple creatures
That we were once upon a time
Kali is drunk
Devouring meat and laughing
Inside the triple moon's domain
There is a key to the understanding
Of her dark substance of Dharma
Milk flows from east
And water comes from west
Tears flow from south
And blood comes from north
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