The dogs of greed are with me. In the early morning, they continually bark at the wind. Falsehood is my dagger through deception, I eat the carcasses of the dead. I live as a wild hunter, O Creator
The dogs of greed are with me. In the early morning, they continually bark at the wind. Falsehood is my dagger through deception, I eat the carcasses of the dead. I live as a wild hunter, O Creator
People wear all sorts of costumes and wander all around, but in their hearts and minds, they practice deception. They do not attain the Mansion of the Lord's Presence, and after death, they sink into manure.
O body, you are living in a dream What good deeds have you done When I stole something by deception, then my mind was pleased.
The mind is engrossed in deception, treachery and duality. Whatever the Immortal Lord does, comes to pass.
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