Lyrics by Francesco Bucci

Stones on the altars are the icons where you live,
The only way for the disciples to sanctify the snakes
You keep many treasures,
The foundations of your realm are made of gold,
Bhogavati, where dreams chase reality
 [bad word] ]
Ananta, the snake, where the master sleep
Kaliya, the king, slave to Krisna's dance
By water, by fire, the underworld [bad word] By water, by fire, by fire, by fire

...All enslaved by Shiva's grace
Gods, watch upon us,
Let us reach the Shakti and leave all this pain
Called existence, let us be one with you

Bowls are now empty, we deprive our bodies of all the food for your glory
Great [bad word] free us all, at last - free us all, now [bad word] 
Rise, ancient gods of nirvana, from above they stare
Cosmic lights drop on the earth from the lord Ganesh sacred eyes [bad word] worship [bad word] worship the naga's flame
Their karma, their karma lives on
We bow down, we bow down to naga's faith, praying the gods

Stones on the altars are the icons where you live,
The only way for the disciples to sanctify the snakes
You keep many treasures,
The foundations of your realm are made of gold,
Sacred naga let us reach your splendour
 [bad word] ]
Ananta, the snake, where the master sleep
Kaliya, the king, slave to Krisna's dance
By water, by fire, the underworld [bad word] By water, by fire, by fire, by fire