insaan hi fitrat se hareya
manmarji ki hain bimariyaa
nafrat me upaje hai sariya
bajar dil barbaad kyaariyan
tu vansh dahsat hain yun, tansuna dahsat hain
ranjash ki dhup se tu haath sekna
kyun rutha sa rahta hain
kis aag me bahta hain
ujali tasvir pe, rang laal fek na
kyun marghat ban gaya, teri pahchan ki
tuta insaan hi, kyun marghat ban gaya ho

lihaja tera bigada hain kyun
marhale tu sabse ja le aa
tu apno se ukhda hain kyun
shak sikayate jahar bhi mita le aa
kyun har galti ko dohara na
chhod chhad ke sab soch bichar ke
tu kar le pyaar
jurm to magega jurmana
waqt shabd hain chal khud ko sudhar
khata takraar
tu vansh dahsat hain yun, tansuna dahsat hain
ranjash ki dhup se kyu haath sekna
kyun rutha sa rahta hain
kis aag me bahta hain
ujali tasvir pe, rang laal fek na
kyun marghat ban gaya, teri pahchan ki
tuta insaan hi, kyun marghat ban gaya ho

pathar waali soch mita de
har gunahi mom se pichlane aa
paap ka parcham noch hata de
har gwahi neg se bacha le aa
sun o safai kar le man ki
bhul chuk ko maafi se maar
sanak devdar
ban bharpai kar li man ki
rom rom sara karj utaar
sil de jara
tu vansh dahsat hain yun, tansuna dahsat hain
ranjash ki dhup se kyu haath sekna
kyun rutha sa rahta hain
kis aag me bahta hain
ujali tasvir pe, rang laal fek na
kyun marghat ban gaya, teri pahchan ki
tuta insaan hi, kyun marghat ban gaya he
kyun marghat ban gaya, teri pahchan ki
tuta insaan hi, kyun marghat ban gaya he

Man, a prisoner of his own nature,
Ailing with desires, a twisted portraiture.
Hate blooms forth, a poisoned harvest,
Barren hearts, forsaken harvest.

You are the seed of terror, a shadow's design,
Why warm your hands by the embers of spite?
Why do you dwell in such sullen grace?
In what fire do you now reside?
Upon a bright canvas, you fling crimson stain,
Why has your identity become a pyre's domain?
A fractured soul, why have you become a tomb?

Why has your path grown so askew?
Bring forth the phases, from every soul retrieve.
Why have you severed ties, from those you knew?
Shatter suspicions, and every complaint relieve.
Why do you repeat each mistake's refrain?
Cast aside all thoughts of the past.
Embrace love's glow.
For every crime, a penalty will remain.
Time is a word, now seek to grow.
A mistake, a plea.
You are the seed of terror, a shadow's design,
Why warm your hands by the embers of spite?
Why do you dwell in such sullen grace?
In what fire do you now reside?
Upon a bright canvas, you fling crimson stain,
Why has your identity become a pyre's domain?
A fractured soul, why have you become a tomb?

Erase the stone-cold thoughts you hold so dear,
Melt every sin with a waxen tear.
Tear down the banner of sin's cruel reign,
From every testimony, spare a charitable strain.
Hear now, and cleanse your heart's decree,
With forgiveness, let all shortcomings cease.
A mad devotion, a cedar's grace.
Without recompense, free your heart to be.
From every pore, let all debts now erase.
Mend now, with a gentle embrace.
You are the seed of terror, a shadow's design,
Why warm your hands by the embers of spite?
Why do you dwell in such sullen grace?
In what fire do you now reside?
Upon a bright canvas, you fling crimson stain,
Why has your identity become a pyre's domain?
A fractured soul, why have you become a tomb?
Why has your identity become a pyre's domain?
A fractured soul, why have you become a tomb?