Sight of Virgin Queen Death
spread across arcane bed...

Disarming, charming Chinnamasta
She has many arms...

Through crimson mists from another realm.
Not soul nor sole that heads her helm...

Velvet underworld
pomegranate red bed...

There is a thyme
wizards give...

In the fair lady's chamber,
night's mare adorns the bony grotto...

Beyond realm of Death,
stands warm blooded and ice craved...