satya jo bhi organization system ki khilaaf chalta hai
use underworld ka naam diya jata hai
aaj ke din police ye dawa karti hai ki
usne underworld ko khatm kar diya hai
lekin police aur neta dono ko
ye samajhna chaahiye
ki jab tak system se nakhush log rahenge
aur samaaj gareeb aur ameer ke beech antar rahega
tab tak duniya ki koi bhi police
underworld ko khatam nahi kar sakti

satya is back again now
satya is the power, satya got control
satya got the rok, satya is the goal
east goes to the west coast
satya is on the road
he is new in system under that pistol

underworld kabhi marta nahi
sirf uska roop badalta rehta hai
aur itihaas gawaah hai
ki har ek naye underworld ki
shuruvat kabhi na kabhi sirf ek aadmi ne kiya hai
ab 2013 me ek naye underworld ki shuruvat
ye aadmi jo abhi abhi train se utra hai
ye karne wala hai iska naam hai satya

satya satya satya satya
satya back again in game
satya back again, satya back again
satya back again, satya back again

shehar ke naami rayees
aur is khel ke kuchh puraane chawal
ye sab samajh gaye the ki
satya me kuchh nahi bohat kuchh hai
kuchh aisa jiski wo izzat karne lage
aur kuchh aisa jisse wo darne lage
satya ki unnati bas ek policy pe zor se badhne lagi
aur wo policy thi taakat ki asli power
usko chhupa ke rakhne me

maangne se kab milta chhinne se sab milta
maangne se kab milta chhinne se sab milta
maangne se kab milta chhinne se sab milta
maangne se kab milta chhinne se sab milta
maangne se kab milta chhinne se sab milta
maangne se kab milta chhinne se sab milta
maangne se kab milta chhinne se sab milta
maangne se kab milta chhinne se sab milta
satya back again in game
satya back again

They brand dissent with shadows, call it "Underworld's Embrace,"
The law proclaims it vanquished, erased from time and space.
But law and leaders blind, they fail to grasp the truth,
As long as discontentment festers, a bitter, barren proof.
While chasms yawn between the haves and hollow, hungry cries,
No force can truly conquer, beneath these weary skies.

Satyā's risen once more,
Satyā's the power, the master's hold,
Satyā commands, a story told.
From East to the West he strides,
Satyā upon the road he confides,
New to the system, beneath the pistol's cold.

The Underworld knows no death, its form just shifts and turns,
And history whispers secrets, lessons the spirit learns.
Each new genesis of darkness, from a single heart it springs,
Now, as the year thirteen unfolds, a new dark dawn it brings.
This man, just off the train, the architect of might,
His name is Satyā, claiming his shadowed right.

Satyā, Satyā, Satyā, Satyā,
Satyā, back into the game,
Satyā, back again, Satyā, back again,
Satyā, back again, Satyā, back again.

The city's titled elite, the old hands in the game,
They sensed in Satyā something, a fire, a burning flame.
A presence that commanded, a respect, a whispered dread,
His ascent, a single doctrine, fiercely spread.
The truest power lies in concealment's art,
To hide the weapon that tears the world apart.

To beg, is to receive no portion, to seize, is to possess all,
To beg, is to receive no portion, to seize, is to possess all,
To beg, is to receive no portion, to seize, is to possess all,
To beg, is to receive no portion, to seize, is to possess all,
To beg, is to receive no portion, to seize, is to possess all,
To beg, is to receive no portion, to seize, is to possess all,
To beg, is to receive no portion, to seize, is to possess all,
To beg, is to receive no portion, to seize, is to possess all,
Satyā, back into the game,
Satyā, back again.