Parashurama - The Axe Wielder Songtext
von Demonic Resurrection

In the kingdom of Haihaya
A king, powerful and cruel
Possessing a thousand hands
Invincible, merciless tyrant, Arjuna

Born, the only one with the power
Vishnu, to vanquish the King Arjuna
Son to Jamadagni and Renuka
Granted, the Parashu of Shiva

It was Kamdhenu, a gift from Indra
That did feed the entourage of the King
It was his greed that showed, not gratitude
The uninvited guests did turn into thieves

Infuriated, Parashurama stormed the kingdom of King Kartavirya

Seventeen Akshauhinis greeted Parashurama
Brandishing his axe with a murderous rage
Decimating an entire army, not a single man escaped
From his wrath

Enraged, at the destruction of his armies, Arjuna charged forth


A thousand arms dismembered
The final blow his to his head
Arjuna Kartaviriya, now he lies dead
Victorious Parashurama, a kingdom laid waste
Kamdhenu was returned from where she came

And life goes on as it did before

My son, be aware of wrath and pride
Father, I accept this penance
A pilgrimage to the holy places
A year for my purification

The sons of Arjuna were out to avenge
The murderer of our father will meet his end
For this sin of Parashurama, Jamadagni will pay
Decapitated his body, his head we shall claim

On his return home Parashurama found no solace
His mother lay weeping by the corpse of his father
Furious, he hunted and killed the sons of Kartavirya
Returning with the head of his father, cremating his remains

I will enact genocide on the Kshatriyas, twenty one times over
One for every time you beat your breast beside the corpse of my father
And so he travelled the earth
Killing all men of the Kshatriya caste
Guilty or innocent
All shall pay