Yama, hear the call of Yamantaka
Open your jaws, Holy Lord of Trembling Light
Wet your lips, taste the peasants blood
Blood from their skulls
Take upon the bulls head and slay the world, slay your master
Fifty years less and head no more
No enlight enement but fury
Adarmapala rises
Joy in vengeance fell this mountains
Charge your soul with the blood of the Earth
Yama, silence his cal
Close your jaws upon his skull
Bleed him in sacrifice to your own death
Behead him as his devotes did you
Pray for Death and drown in Samsaras Abyss