There are only three types of relationships ... one of bread with hunger, second of friendship with enmity and third of life with death

My shadow brings the message of death ... my voice announces the war ... and my presence makes the enemy naked in the middle of the market

I'll become such a termite and eat you that when you'll break, when you'll separate and when you'll be destroyed ... even your shadow won't come to know of that

Just like a prey can't move from its spot after looking into the tiger's eye ... just like that my enemy can't go anywhere without my permission

I can understand first hand, I can understand second hand, I can even understand third hand ... but this is such a hand which has no "The End"