
[Verse 1] The time is nigh, for her to be, to shed her guilt, to shed her flaws The clouds cry out her name, as lightning cleaves their breast she starts to feel inside, who she was [Verse 2] Her primal form as by flashes, tremble and quakes from her battlecage multiverses and thousand forms of worlds, source and merge into her being The fury controlled, through the conditioned rage [Verse 3] The stars are blotted out, the clouds covering clouds, to eat out her hungry form Who understands her heart-struck roar? The anguish festering inside her womb finally bear life in guttural pain to still the storm [Verse 4] The trident gleams within her hands, to rip apart the broken sky The bleeding sun surrenders down, beneath her absolute step Creations fade before her eyes [Verse 5] The severed heads of wicked schemes, are rattling on her silver chain Her pitch-black tongue is reaching out, to drink the poison of the centuries dancing mad with joy to harvest pain [Verse 6] The battlefield is quiet now, the iron swords are turning rust She returns once more to the girl she was, cuddling her companion tight choosing to be one of us.