hota hai anyaay yaha
dekh liya ke apna jaha
soya hai bhagwaan kaha tu
soya hai bhagwaan kaha tu
maane ham tujhko apna
tu hamse anjaan bana
soya hai bhagwan kaha tu
soya hai bhagwan kaha tu

dekh le aake apni dharti
ye saapo ki basti hai
sidhe saadhe insaano ko
bin karan ye dasti hai
jo nirdoshhai us par hi kyu
dosh lagaya jata hai
anyayo ki suli par kyu
usko chadhaya jata hai
sare jag mein yaha waha
faila hai papo ka duaa
soya hai bhagwan kaha tu
soya hai bhagwan kaha tu
hota hai anyaay yaha
dekh liya ke apna jaha
soya hai bhagwaan kaha tu
soya hai bhagwaan kaha tu

sachche dharm ko jisne faada
jhuthe reet riwajo mein
bandi kiya usne hi tujhko
mandir ke darwajo mein
jo abhimaan mein aakar tere
tere shasan mein baandh daale
kyu usko hi manmani pe
tu chup hai duniya wale
bhul ke tu ye jag apna
dekh raha kiska sapna
soya hai bhagwan kaha tu
soya hai bhagwan kaha tu
hota hai anyaay yaha
dekh liya ke apna jaha
soya hai bhagwaan kaha tu
soya hai bhagwaan kaha tu

unch nich ki baat ye kaisi
tu hai agar ghat ghat wasi
bhed bhav ki deewaro mein
band bhav ki deewaro mein
band naa rah aur avinasi
o kan kan mein basne wale
o kan kan mein basne wale
ab tod de mandir ke ghere
duniya ko bata de o data
tu sabka hai sab hai tere
ae satta dhari sarwesawr
aaj naa jo tu aayega
ek nirdosh ki hatya ka
tujhko kalank lag jayega
hari aaj parbhu aaja
hari aaj parbhu aaja
hari aaj parbhu aaja

Where injustice blooms, a festering blight,
I've seen my world, consumed by endless night.
Where sleeps the Lord, in slumber deep and vast?
Where sleeps the Lord, a shadow of the past?

We claim you ours, in fervent, hopeful plea,
Yet you remain, a stranger, wild and free.
Where sleeps the Lord, and turns away his face?
Where sleeps the Lord, in this forsaken space?

Come, witness now, this earth, a serpent's lair,
Where innocence is crushed beyond compare.
The simple souls, by venomous fangs are stung,
And for no cause, their silent dirge is sung.
Why do the blameless bear the weight of blame?
Upon injustice, why the fiery flame?
The innocent upon the cross are raised,
While shadowed evils through the world are praised.
Through every realm, where shadows darkly creep,
The stench of sin, a promise we can't keep.
Where sleeps the Lord, and does not seem to care?
Where sleeps the Lord, within the silent air?
Where injustice blooms, a festering blight,
I've seen my world, consumed by endless night.
Where sleeps the Lord, in slumber deep and vast?
Where sleeps the Lord, a shadow of the past?

Who tears apart the truth, the holy creed,
And binds you fast to rituals of greed?
Who locks you in, behind a temple's keep,
While vanity and pride their harvest reap?
Who, in their arrogance, in power's sway,
Their will imposed, and freedom cast away?
Why silent still, as chaos takes its hold?
Lost in a dream, a story yet untold?
Ignoring all, you turn away your gaze,
Lost in a dream, through these decaying days.
Where sleeps the Lord, and hears no whispered prayer?
Where sleeps the Lord, in realms beyond compare?
Where injustice blooms, a festering blight,
I've seen my world, consumed by endless night.
Where sleeps the Lord, in slumber deep and vast?
Where sleeps the Lord, a shadow of the past?

What is this talk of high and low degree?
If you reside in every soul, set free!
Break down the walls of difference, born of hate,
Unbound, eternal, break the mortal state!
Oh, you who dwell in every single spark,
Oh, you who dwell within the endless dark!
Shatter the gates, the temples, break them down,
Let all the world your holy presence crown!
Declare to all, your love's enduring art,
You are of all, and all are of your heart.
Oh, sovereign Lord, the power in your hand,
If you don't come, and fail to understand,
And if today, you choose to stay away,
The blood of innocence stains your day.
The blood of innocence, a mark you'll bear,
Oh, Hari, come, and ease our deep despair.
Oh, come today, and answer our pleas,
Oh, Hari, come, and bring us inner peace.