The Six Paths of Reincarnation

Who unsettled the chessboard? Scattered troops wage war across the land of Huaxia Blood flows into boundaries, yet cannot divide A brave face of Yan and Huang War brings thick clouds of dust between fourteen men A rusted sword still pierces the totem The sword, an auspicious omen unfolding into a scroll, the south-pointing chariot advances Toward Banquan beneath the Big Dipper Fine clothes, too thin to ward off the cold Silk threads tug, scattering rice ears across the fields The woman of Xiling, holding a jade tablet, kneels toward Kunlun Tonight the great river's moon is full, a fitting night to pour wine and offer it to heaven Across the crimson-forged divine land, war rages, flames scorch the sky, and the peach tree and Jianmu are both felled Tomorrow, the ten suns appear once more. Who can shoot the last arrow from Hou Yi's bow? The savage gods chase the deer, yearning for battle, one hand blotting out the sky as they laugh proudly at the gathered heroes Perhaps life and death hang by a thread, blood running along the sword in hand The tides of Huaxia's fortunes fill a thousand years, rain flies and mist swirls like smoke Turn to a page of the old calendar. Who can once more part the chaos and shape the realm? Xuanyuan writes in blood, drums thunder on the dragon's back, and the world stands in solemn order amid turmoil A rainbow flies over the cold mountains at midnight Burying the years within my heart Heaven and earth are dark and yellow, the universe vast and primordial. The bizarre spectacle of the city and the demons lurking in the night open the curtain for you in Six Paths. The Heavenly Path, the Human Path, the Asura Path, the Animal Path, the Hungry Ghost Path Through the six paths of reincarnation, if Buddha will not save me, I shall become a demon myself Let me sing you a farewell with beauty enough to topple kingdoms