insaan khilona hai haalat ke haath ka
insaan khilona hai haalat ke haath ka
khudgarz hai bedard hai ye duniya
yahan mol nahi jazbaat ka
insaan khilona hai haalat ke haath ka

do gaj jageh nahi de sakti
jane hua hai kya dharti ko
do jag jageh nahi de sakti
do gaj jageh nahi de sakti
kandha dene wala nahi hai
koi apno ki arthi ko
ab kya bharosa ho logon ki baat ka
khudgarz hai bedard hai ye duniya
yahan mol nahi jazbaat ka
insaan khilona hai haalat ke haath ka

bin karan jaa le le kisi ki
aisa koi haewaan na hoga
bin karan jaa le le kisi ki
aisa koi haewaan na hoga
jitna zaalim aaj ka insaa
itna to shaetaan na hoga
aadam hua dushman aadam ki zaat ka
khudgarz hai bedard hai ye duniya
yahan mol nahi jazbaat ka
insaan khilona hai haalat ke haath ka

simat raha hai pyaar ka daaman
phele hai nafrat ke saae
simat raha hai pyaar ka daaman
phele hai nafrat ke saae
kya jane kab kiska sapna
sachchai se takra jaae
na maut ki hai khabar na pata hayaat ka
khudgarz hai bedard hai ye duniya
yahan mol nahi jazbaat ka
insaan khilona hai haalat ke haath ka

ye kaisa bandhan hai jisne ye kaisa bandhan hai jisne
pyar diya aur sab kuch chheena
ye kesa bandhan hai jisne
pyar diya aur sab kuch chheena
saanse hi jab khatm ho gayi
tab humko ayaa hai jeena
aya janaaza banke sapna baraat ka
khudgarz hai bedard hai ye duniya
yahan mol nahi jazbaat ka
insaan khilona hai haalat ke haath ka

Man, a toy in the hands of fate,
Man, a toy in the hands of fate.
Selfish, heartless, this world we face,
Where emotions have no weight.
Man, a toy in the hands of fate.

Two yards of earth it cannot spare,
What has befallen Mother Earth?
Two yards of earth it cannot spare,
What has befallen Mother Earth?
No shoulder offered to bear
The final journey of those of birth.
Now what faith can we place in words' art?
Selfish, heartless, this world we face,
Where emotions have no weight.
Man, a toy in the hands of fate.

Without cause, to take a life,
No beast could be so cruel and deep,
Without cause, to take a life,
No beast could be so cruel and deep.
More cruel is man of present strife,
Than any demon, secrets to keep.
Adam turned foe to Adam's start.
Selfish, heartless, this world we face,
Where emotions have no weight.
Man, a toy in the hands of fate.

The cloak of love is shrinking now,
While shadows of hatred extend,
The cloak of love is shrinking now,
While shadows of hatred extend.
Who knows when dreams will somehow
With stark reality contend?
No news of death, nor life's art.
Selfish, heartless, this world we face,
Where emotions have no weight.
Man, a toy in the hands of fate.

What chains are these, that bind us so?
Giving love, and stealing all away,
What chains are these, that bind us so?
Giving love, and stealing all away,
When breath itself begins to go,
Then we learn to live and play.
A funeral procession, a marriage's art.
Selfish, heartless, this world we face,
Where emotions have no weight.
Man, a toy in the hands of fate.