Incapable of being reached by our ignorance, even the king of Death, at the time of his end, is lost in it. Its form cannot be gazed at; it is like the edge of a razor and its form is like that of a high mountain.
अपारणीयं तमसः परस्तात् तदन्तकोऽप्येति विनाशकाले। अणीयो रूपं क्षुरधारया समं महच्च रूपं तद् वै पर्वतेभ्यः॥