are wah wah wah wah
ha tumne feki or maine uthayi bat samjh me dono ke ayi
hoye tumne feki or maine uthayi bat samjh me dono ke ayi
dekho chalegi na yaha pe tumhari kya karlegi ye sone ki katari
are sone ki ho chandi ki ho ya pital ki katari phir bhi katari hai
sone ki ho chandi ki ho ya pital ki katari phir bhi katari hai
hotho pe na lana bat dil ki tum ye jindagi tum dosto se pyari hai

ek hangama mahfil me mach jayega
ek hangama mahfil me mach jayega
nam hotho pe kisi ka jab ayega
aj shisa jo pathar se takrayega
aj shisa jo pathar se takrayega
apne ap wo apni mot bulwayega
mot aa jayegi teri ke jab marji hogi meri
jo apne dand dikhadunga to chhuti ho jaye teri
sab talware hai pyasi ki aj hai teri bari
sab talware hai pyasi ki aj hai teri bari
sab talwaro pe bhari meri sone ki hai ye katari
sone ki katari ho ya pital ki jo baji todi wo hari hai
are sone ki ho chandi ki ho ya pital ki katari phir bhi katari hai

teri surat pe teri surat se jab parda
uth jayega raz tera yahi aj khul jayega
jalte sholo ko jo hath lag jayega wahi khak ho jayega
khak me miladungi mai teri jindagani ko
rehne nahi dunga teri ek bhi nishani ko
aj se khatam hua tera dana pani hai
khatam kaha suru hui ye kahani hai
tera jina marna to mere sath hai
mujhe dar kaisa jo uparwala sath hai
tu apni khair manale tu apni jan bachale
tujhe ab liya gher hai teri kismat ka fer hai
ke ab thodi si der hai sher ko sawaser hai
ab thodi si der hai sher phir hota sher hai
sher phir hota sher hai sher phir hota sher hai

Ah, the echoing cries, the knowing glance,
A shared truth woven in a fleeting dance.
We cast the words, I gathered them with grace,
Understanding dawned upon each face.
Your golden dagger, will it hold its sway?
A golden blade, a silver gleam, a bronze display,
Still, a dagger's edge, it cuts the same.
Keep the heart's whispers locked, a silent game,
For life's sweet melody, a friend's embrace.

A tempest brewing, in this gathering's hold,
When whispered names, a story unfolds.
When glass meets stone, a fateful, crashing sound,
A self-inflicted end, on hallowed ground.
Death's shadow falls, when my will takes hold,
Your punishment unleashed, a story told.
All swords now thirst, your moment is now due,
On these blades of steel, my gold cuts through.
My golden dagger, a victor's gleam,
Or copper's touch, the losing team.
A golden blade, a silver gleam, a bronze display,
Still, a dagger's edge, it cuts the same.

When your true face, unveils its hidden art,
Your secrets laid bare, a brand upon the heart.
If fiery flames, your trembling hand should graze,
Then ashes will be all that will remain.
I'll grind your life, to dust and fading haze,
No trace to linger, through the passing days.
From today, your sustenance will cease to be.
Where it ends, new beginnings you will see.
Your life and death are now entwined with mine,
I fear no shadow, for the divine.
Protect yourself, embrace the fight,
Fate's cruel hand, will seize the night.
A moment nears, the lion's roar,
The hunter's strength, forevermore.
The lion wakes, the beast is born,
The lion's power, the coming storm.
The lion wakes, the beast is born,
The lion's power, the coming storm.