At the gates of Saṃskāra,
That impetuous force,
Lie the omnipresent impressions,
The volcano you've awoke
Shapeless like vapor,
Touchless yet,
It embraces you,
With a kiss of impending threat
Threat to the balance within,
The total comprehension,
Of why those rooted insecurities
Are leading here
The ghosts she breeds they are her Vāsanās,
The tensions he built they are his Vāsanās
As tension builds up inside,
And corrodes all of conciousness
The ghosts she breeds they are her Vāsanās,
The tensions he built they are his Vāsanās
And at the dawn of this day,
We are all merely automata
In that process of cluttering
Those strained thoughts invade,
Destroying all the awareness,
Pushing forth what has been latent
Threat to the balance within,
The total comprehension,
Of why those rooted insecurities
Are leading here
The ghosts she breeds they are her Vāsanās,
The tensions he built they are his Vāsanās
As tension builds up inside,
And corrodes all of conciousness
The ghosts she breeds they are her Vāsanās,
The tensions he built they are his Vāsanās
And at the dawn of this day,
We are all merely automata
Nella schiavitu' io desidero
Liberarmi di queste reazioni incuranti,
Solo per capire che negli stessi tagli,
Sto anche intrappolando me stesso
(In enslavement I desire
To get rid of these careless reactions,
Only to find that in that same carving,
I am also trapping myself)
Further again it goes,
A cycle unconsciously propagated,
With no comprehension,
You let it loose
In that process of cluttering
Those strained thoughts invade,
Destroying all the awareness,
Pushing forth what has been latent
At the gates of Saṃskāra,
That impetuous force,
Lie the omnipresent impressions,
The volcano you've awoke
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