དམ་པའ་ཆས་པད་མ་དཀར་པ་ཞས་བྱ་བ་ཐག་པ་ཆན་པའ་མད 3.21

3.21

Their bodies nourished by the flesh of other beings,
They begin to fight violently. {49}

“Dreadful, ferocious kumbhāṇḍas
Live there in that ruined abode,
Some a hand-span tall, some a cubit,
And some two cubits, wandering around. {50}

“They seize the legs of dogs
And hold them, backs to the ground,
And squeeze their throats, menacing them
And delighting in injuring them. {51}

“There are black, naked, thin,
Great pretas that have lived there long,
Extremely hungry, searching for food,
Here and there crying in pain and weeping. {52}

“Some have a needle-sized mouth and some an ox’s head.
Some are the size of humans and some the size of dogs.
Their hair is in disarray and they wail,
Tormented by their craving for food. {53}

“The yakṣas, piśācas, and pretas
Are brutes searching for food,
Looking in all four directions,
Always looking in through windows. {54}

“The house is terrifying in that way.
It is huge, tall, and very weakened,
Dilapidated and almost a ruin,
And it is owned by a single person. {55}

“That man has come out of his house
When the dwelling catches on fire,
Suddenly everywhere in all four directions,
With thousands of flames rising up. {56}

“The bamboo and wood¹⁹⁵ are burned by fire
And they make a terrifying, powerful sound.
The pillars and the wall panels are also burning
And the yakṣas and pretas are emitting cries. {57}

“The many hundreds of vultures are burned,
The kumbhāṇḍas run around with burned faces,
And the many hundreds of snakes that are there
Scream and wail as they are being burned. {58}

“The numerous piśācas are running around
And those without merit¹⁹⁶ are burned by the fire.
Their teeth bite into each other
And they scatter their blood as they are being burned. {59}

“The hyenas, their time to die having come,