I have gone mad through hero worship.
Revering the mere trace of the Guruís thoughts
has shattered my personal grace.
My mentors are loathsome and reprehensible.
I assumed them to be god
I worshipped them absolutely,
practicing their hurtful teachings
and dirt poor passions.
Leaders go astray.
To acquire fame is the goal of my life.
I have undertaken many shameful tricks,
permitted alarming taunts.
I must seek my own way.
my own school.
my own rules.
Listening to my own conscience
I must destroy the Guruís pride.