From secrets deep, the fire creeps,
Of actions sown, the flames will reap.
A chilling wind, a mournful cry,
Karma's coming, drawing nigh.

You can't escape, it seals your fate,
A debt to pay, no chance to wait.
Through darkest night, a haunting fear,
Retribution's shadow is drawing near.

So tread with care, on hallowed ground,
For echoes rise, a painful sound.
The deeds you do, they'll come to light,
In karma's grasp, you'll burn tonight.