The Triumph Lyrics - Singles - Aborym

As the flies and the wilds 

gathered around Tens Horns 

The beasts from all directions 

Fell the call of their master 

The winds are changing 

The sun is staying upon 

The stars are ever glowing 

The timehad come you will see... 

Rising up the mountains, 

Churning all the oceans 

There is nowhere to hide 

The unleashed poor think they can 

Escape but there is only one way 

In fact which leads towards 

the wide opened fangs 

Made of infernal flames 

See the floating of the millions of creatures 

Towards their reconciled destiny 

And blasting all the hopes 

See what is the reality in itself: 

Everything is already dead! 

The ecstatic trance-dance of Mahakala 

Burning down the worlds 

Leading by the anger against all 

That belongs to God 

Now its time for to the world 

To see a man with opened eyes 

Now its time to realize 

We tell ourselves the best of lies 

Now its time to see the fact 

We all are the unity 

Now its time for us 

To deliberate our aim