Come, O king of Rākşasa! Let no grief be your! Here I stay, taking my bow in my hand. Know me for the destroyer of the race of the Rākṣasas—you who in a moment shall be deprived of your senses.
मवस्थितोऽहं प्रगृहीतचापः। अवेहि मां राक्षसवंशनाशनं यस्त्वं मुहूर्ताद्भविता विचेताः॥