Once I read on a tombstone with no name
Never will know we are existed

Toll the knell, mantric sound of bell
Toll the knell, vibration magic spell

Marble tomb, lapid dolmen tomb
Tumulo, tombstone without name

But I comprehend all what I learned
I killed the son of my time

Now I listen, the syllable lam

In front of me a singing stone
The secret and sacred superior arts
The wise is concealed