O, dark mother, O, unclad mother
O, Jagratan kali, O, terrible
O Chinnamasta, she who to be beheaded
O, Chandi, most horrifying aspect
O, Kamaski, consumer of souls
Hear our pray, O, terrible wife of Shiva
This is the age of Kali
So arise from the abyss Mahisharu
Mighty goddess whose claws ripping
The moon-sickle of your forehead
The bells, the worm-eaten black meat
Every skull that adorn your necklace
Laughs of a terrible life
O, Goddess Kali, you who
Your own head has cut off
To drink your own blood