དམ་པའ་ཆས་པད་མ་དཀར་པ་ཞས་བྱ་བ་ཐག་པ་ཆན་པའ་མད 3.22

3.22

Are eating beings and eating each other.
The awful smell of burning vomit¹⁹⁷
Spreads through the four directions of the world. {60}

“The kumbhāṇḍas are eating
The fleeing centipedes.
The pretas run around with burning hair,
Tormented by hunger and thirst.¹⁹⁸ {61}

“That kind of terrifying residence
Is being burned by thousands of flames.
The man who is the owner of that house
Is gazing upon it, standing at the door. {62}

He hears his sons who are inside,
Their minds fixed upon their games.
The children continue to be unaware
As they play, intoxicated by their games. {63}

“Hearing them he quickly enters
In order to rescue his sons,¹⁹⁹ thinking,
‘I shall not let my children, all these boys,
Be quickly burned and annihilated.’ {64}

“He tells them of the evils of the house:
‘Oh noble sons, this suffering is terrible.
Many kinds of beings are experiencing in this fire
Great sufferings, one after the other. {65}

“ ‘Many ferocious yakṣas, venomous snakes,
Kumbhāṇḍas, and pretas are living here.
Packs of hyenas, dogs, and jackals,
And also vultures are here seeking food. {66}

“ ‘There are many like that living in here.
Even without fire, it would be completely terrifying.
There is nothing here but this kind of suffering
And all around us a fire is burning.’ {67}

“He thus encourages those with child’s minds to leave.
But the children are intoxicated by their games.
They do not think about what their father has said
And neither do they pay it any attention. {68}

“Then at that time the man thinks,
‘I am suffering in thinking of my sons,
I shall not allow this fire to burn them
So that I am without sons and lineage.’²⁰⁰ {69}

“Then at that time he thinks of a method:
‘These children have a great longing for toys,