The Poison of the Nāga - Hortus Animae

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

Nagaraja — Serpent King