Desire and power are whirlpools that even gods, Buddhas, undead, immortals and demons cannot escape from. What should I do to break free from the shackles of light and gain the so-called future? If no one can save me, what should you do? Let the flowers from the other side bloom all over my body? Want me to go to the bank of Santu River? My love, please help me cut through this false light and gain eternal life in the eternal darkness.
Come, take up your weapons and cut off these shackles, this so-called worldliness and ethics.