Verse 42

चित्तेन्द्रियेश्वर स्वस्ति भवते त्वन्तमागतः ।नित्यं पूर्वमभूताय नास्तिरूपाय संप्रति

In plain words

O citta, lord of the senses -- farewell to you! You have come to your end: to you who were, from eternity, never existent, and who now stand in the very form of non-being.