The stench of cremation mounds fills the dark charnel grounds Under the Shiva moon, the ritual shall begin, in secrecy Bodies that floated on the river are being gnawed upon Bloated flesh consumed with the excrement of the Aghori Vessel, a human skull passes around the ring preparing for the cull Alcohol and urine Sacrifice of beast and men The ritual butchering can commence Scorching in the raging flames the cages of souls disintegrate Flow of unknown words spat in near catalepsy They walk through the flames that no longer burn their skin For if there is any benevolence, then there must be, as well, malevolence Balance to rule over all existence Symmetry to determine the moral sense Breaking the taboos will not corrupt him who sees beyond All forgiven by the gods for fortifying the bond that conjoins evil and good Secrets of life understood As morning devours the night they travel from darkness into light In divine madness they are one with the gods, time fades away Indulged in misery Aghori’s flesh and blood are but transient things, instruments of the gods For if there is any benevolence, then there must be, as well, malevolence Balance to rule over all existence Symmetry to determine the moral sense