Impermanence Is Always Swift

Treasures Of This World Are Fleeting

Our Eyes Blinded From The Gift

Within The Way There Lies The Meaning



All Natures Are Pure

All Appearances Are Empty



Shrouded In Sensation And Delusion

Consumed Within Unknowns

Shrouded In Sensation And Delusion

All Will Collapse And Fall



All Wisdom Is Treasured

All Wealth Is A Shadow



Inexpressible In Words

Embrace The Stillness

Enless Source, Eternal Bliss



Absence Of The Mind Is Liberation