Never, never you vicious wizard,
Stop keeping on your chants
Take off this red-scraf from my neck, at once,
This red-scraf.
No never the goddess will drink my blood
Never shall she bless you with a boon
No idol will bless with blood-offerings
Hey, wizard undo this knot
The flow of the minutest atom in this body,
Blood, my man, is the fuel for it.
Every creation on Earth has the fate and right to live
till the spirit departs
Wizard, you too are a creature,
The Judge is yet another one.
Never, never, you vicious wizard
Stop, keeping on your chants.
Look into once that curtain screening your eyes.
Look into the 'World of Knowledge' awhile;
Will the 'world of Knowledge' praise
This Knavish deed you do?
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