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If my flesh is eaten by demons, if my blood is drunk by crows, if vultures carry away my intestines, then my desire for death is fulfilled. A warrior says, "Look, I will give my hand, I will bring the maces of elephant tusks." Will I, scattering the dust of straw-like disgrace, crush the group of warriors and elephants? A warrior says, "Oh beautiful one, in the courtyard of the sky, the one who has not left the enemy and has displayed the sword, you will see my hand, broken into pieces, in the mouth of a bird? Or, divided by the enemy, lying on the earth, you will see my chest, pierced by long arrows, drenched in excessive blood, covered with your auspicious tears and kajal, and take it with you, giving the identification of your hand with your saffron." Oh dark-haired one, if you see my blooming face and bloodshot eyes,
Ghatta - my head fallen, then you should weigh it on the scales of your mind and
see for yourself whether it is like the one who protects the king or not? || 6 ||
Soon the war drum sounded, as if hungry to swallow the three worlds. The proud strongman quickly set out. Soon the emperor came this way. Soon, Time extended its long tongue, desiring to eat human flesh. The guardians of the world, devoid of life, stood still. The mountains shook and the lions roared in the forest. Soon the earth trembled from the blows of the warriors. Soon the sun was mocked by the brilliance of the weapons. Soon the mighty armies were seen, soon both sides ran. Jealous characters grew. Soon swords were drawn from their sheaths, soon wheels were spun by hand, soon sails were turned by servants. Soon spears were held in front, the faces of the directions were blinded by smoke.