Fields of Kurukshetra - Kartikeya

Bow thy head

Before the golden throne

Before the chariots

Before the divine might

As armies grow, countless people rise

Legions of the holy war machine prepare to fight

Lay thy hand

On the sacred blade of truth

That splits an evil heart

And spills the blood of the impure

As banners rise above the heads of men

That shall stand for their lords

And battle to the end

All heads are turned towards the west

All torches burn as souls unite

They lay their hands upon their chests

A million eyes, they shine so bright

Panchajanyam Hrishikesho

Devadattam Dhananjayah

Paundram dadhmau maha-sankham

Bhima karma vrkodara

Sa ghosho dhartarashtranam

Hridayani vyadarayat

Nabha cha prthivim caiva

Tumulo bhyanunadayan

All heads are turned towards the west

All torches burn as souls unite

They lay their hands upon their chests

A million eyes, they shine so bright

Bow thy head

Before the void

Of countless deaths

And broken lives