Forth from his dwelling drive that man, the foeman who
assaileth us:
Through the Expellent sacrifice hath Indra rent and mangled
him.
Indra, Foe-Slayer, drive him forth into the distance most
remote,
Whence never more shall be return in all the years that are to
come.
To the three distances, beyond mankind's Five Races, let him go,
Beyond the three skies let him go, whence he shall never come-
again
In all the years that are to be, long as the Sun is in the heaven.
