Kaam, the incendiary, a furnace unchained,He scorches the marrow where passions are reigned.His altar is hunger, his sacrifice flame,He leaves but the cinders of honor and name. Krodh, the destroyer, with tempestuous breath,He tramples on reason and heralds in death.His sabre is venom, his banner a cry,He sunders all concord, leaves harmony dry. Lobh, the …