bhar chuke hai hath par dil kabhi bhara nahi
mar gaya ho jiska dar vo kabhi dara nahi
bhar chuke hai hath par dil kabhi bhara nahi
mar gaya ho jiska dar vo kabhi dara nahi
ab aur chahiye sab aur chahiye
sar ke upar sar ka taaz chahiye
jhukane wale sar nahi
ladane wale chahiye chahiye chahiye
sine mein andhere ho andhere ho ab dhup chahiye
ab aur chahiye sab aur chahiye
ab aur chahiye sab aur chahiye
ab aur chahiye sab aur chahiye
ab aur chahiye sab aur chahiye
ab aur chahiye sab aur chahiye
ab aur chahiye sab aur chahiye
ab aur chahiye sab aur chahiye
sar ke upar sar ka taaz chahiye
ab aur chahiye sab aur chahiye
ab aur chahiye sab aur chahiye
chahiye chahiye ab aur chahiye
chahiye chahiye ab aur chahiye

The hands are full, yet the heart remains unfed,
The fear of death, it never truly bled.
The hands are full, yet the heart remains unfed,
The fear of death, it never truly bled.

Now more I crave, I yearn for more,
A crown of crowns above my sore.
No heads that bow, no yielding plea,
But warriors strong, for victory.
Within the chest, the shadows creep,
Now sunlight's grace, I long to keep.
Now more I crave, I yearn for more,
Now more I crave, I yearn for more.
Now more I crave, I yearn for more,
Now more I crave, I yearn for more,
Now more I crave, I yearn for more,
Now more I crave, I yearn for more,
Now more I crave, I yearn for more,
A crown of crowns above my sore.
Now more I crave, I yearn for more,
Now more I crave, I yearn for more.
I crave, I crave, now more I yearn,
I crave, I crave, now more I yearn.