My path shall level the heavens; with a single thought, I become god or demon.
I tread upon the demons of this world and cut down a hundred thousand Yama kings.
What can the immortals in heaven do?
Time stained with ink,
Words like pearls, people faded and yellowed.
Longing carved upon rice paper.
Moonlight reflected on the river, sorrow laid upon the sand.
No sky at the edge of heaven, no shore at the edge of the sea.
If you are nowhere in this world, then I shall slaughter the entire realm.
