Verse 42

कोशकारवदाबद्धं शोकाकारपदं गतम् ।तन्मात्रवृन्दावयवमनन्तनरकातपम्

In plain words

bound fast like the cocoon-maker, come to a state that is the very shape of grief; its limbs the whole mass of the tanmātras; burning with the heat of endless hell;