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I hear the sirens beyond the dungeons

I hear the sirens, I hear them, I hear...

Blindfolded I sense the path and the path senses me

Of which I follow and what I seize

Apart from the dungeons

Anahata unveiled

Heart unfold

It was the exploited blood of Kama & Manas

that refined the blind spot of Laya

Grounds circumvent beneath

like a heart dissolves a grip from the world

Whereas mind distends as wide as Universe itself

Guises of time are pouring to vacuity

and this is how the world disrobes itself

My hand is numb and my mouth is parched to dust

I feel the sirens as this is His language, only...

I hear the sirens, I hear them, I hear...

My mind is pouring through the heart

Apart from the dungeons of Logos

to more vivid waters than the ones of spoken word

Do I know myself? What is there to know?

To know Him is madness, but to undergo...

I feel the sirens, I feel them, I feel...

Never so explicit

Never so assured

Succumb I shall ahead and herein the Adytum

Ain soph, Ain soph, Ain soph!

I hear the sirens, I see the sirens

I feel, see, hear...

I know...

Siddhāmrta-rasa-sprstā vajra-sārā mahaujasah

uttasthur megha-dalanā vaidyutā iva vahnayah