ཀྱེ་མ་བསྲོ་ཁང་འདི་མེ་རེ་ཚ་ཞེས་སྨྲས་པ་དང་།
As soon as he cried out, the guardians of hell lifted their maces and clubbed him in the head, shouting, “Hapless fool! Where is this dry sauna of yours?
Light, Reality, Assembly