I wield the symbol of hatred and death And walk throughout all the routes of time A synonym of evil I have become In my sacred hour of raving I can’t even see you I crush and trample your body I drink all your blood Dasha Maha Vidya! Hear me! Raktabija! Lord of the demonic host! I am Kali, the Black Mother And I will crush your body I dance gripped by fury Prone to blood and havoc Riding my lion to the ends of the world Black as the Night, on that sacred hour of carnage Bearing my flag a Black bloody Sun I rise against ignorance and iniquity I am eternal night, I am ruination The universal creation of the void Night of wrath and destiny Night of illusions, heavenly night!