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To the deity within, to the temple gates
to the bitter fall
we pay our homage here
Hardly a drop of blood was seen on the gate, follow the crowd, to the bitter fall
til the soul inside is sold
The thousands avowed, follow the crowd Stampede, follow the crowd

Til the panic soon sets in final body count of 148, follow the crowd Temple, follow the crowd
To the deity within, when the crowd beckons you Tourniquet, the thousands avowed
When the crowd beckons you, the thousands avowed, and to your honor we will solemnly adhere
Til the soul inside is sold, find your own path out, lungs gasping for breath while standing in the massive queue
Follow the crowd, to the deity within
Follow the crowd, darshan goddess Stampede, til the soul inside is sold

Ancient holy site, to the bitter fall
You ll find out what you re all about, hardly a drop of blood was seen on the gate, crushed under the feet of countless rushing devotees
Til the soul inside is sold, it s up to you to decide Temple, lungs gasping for breath while standing in the massive queue
Chamunda temple stampede, to the deity within, no way to escape the crushing human tide
To the bitter fall, to the temple gates
ancient holy site

You ll find out what you re all about, kneel at her throne Stampede, we pay our homage here
We pay our homage here, lungs gasping for breath while standing in the massive queue, find your own path out
when the crowd beckons you
The thousands avowed, and to your honor we will solemnly adhere Stampede, to the temple gates
To the deity within, the thousands avowed
Crushed under the feet of countless rushing devotees, you ll find out what you re all about

Chamunda temple stampede, chamunda temple stampede Chamunda, you ll find out what you re all about
The thousands avowed, it s up to you to decide, find your own path out
it s up to you to decide
Lungs gasping for breath while standing in the massive queue, to the deity within Stampede, to the temple gates
the thousands avowed
Crushed under the feet of countless rushing devotees, kneel at her throne

Your own life avowed, chamunda temple stampede
The thousands avowed, when the crowd beckons you Temple, to the deity within
no way to escape the crushing human tide