(Beat Intro: Heavy 808 bass kicks in, a crisp boom-bap snare, and a haunting, fast-paced sitar loop. A DJ scratches a vocal sample of "Om" into the rhythm.) (Spoken Intro) Yeah. Look inside. It’s the battlefield of the mind. Kurukshetra. We all standing on the edge. Parthasarathi taking the reins. Let’s go. (Verse 1: The Breakdown – Flow is tight, aggressive, but introspective) Standin' on the frontline, armies face to face, Heart poundin' out my chest, frozen in this space. Look across the dirt, man, I see my own blood, Teachers and my elders standing right here in the mud. Gandiva dropping from my hand, my fingers gone numb, Mind racing, body shaking, what have I become? I can’t strike 'em down, no I can’t take the crown, If it means I gotta lay my own family in the ground. I’m sinking in the chariot, the sorrow getting heavy, World spinning round, man, my spirit isn't steady. Need a guide, need a light, need to see the way out, Trapped inside the trenches of this paralyzing doubt. (Chorus: Explosive energy, double-time hi-hats, massive crowd-chant feel) Drop the fear, pick it up, let the arrows fly! Soul is never born, so the soul can never die! We ain't working for the fruit, we just planting down the seed! Starve the root of the ego, kill the hungry mouth of greed! Say Hari! (Hari!) Say Bol! (Bol!) Wake the sleeping power in the center of the soul! Say Hari! (Hari!) Say Bol! (Bol!) Chariot is moving and the Lord is in control! (Verse 2: The Wisdom – Flow is smooth, confident, dropping knowledge) Then speaks the Charioteer, wiping off the tears, Cutting through illusion, dismantling the fears. He said, "Fire cannot burn it and the water cannot dry, The flesh is just a garment that you drop when you fly. You got the right to the labor, but the prize ain't yours, Step back from the outcome, that’s how the spirit soars. The wise man sees the diamond and the dirt as the same, Ain't chasing after money, ain't chasing after fame. Rise above the Gunas, leave the heavy chains behind, Elevate your intellect and purify the mind. I'm the taste of the water, I'm the light of the sun, Before the world started, yeah, the battle was already won." (Bridge: The Beat Drops Out. Atmospheric, cinematic, echoing vocals over a deep, slow bass rumble) Then He opened up the veil... the Cosmic Form revealed. A million blazing suns shining out across the field. The planets and the stars spinning deep inside His mouth, Infinite directions stretching out from north to south. The ultimate reality, the alpha and the end, The master of creation standing right there as a friend. (Beat slams back in, faster and harder than before. Pure hype.) (Verse 3: The Surrender – Rapid-fire delivery, breathless intensity) So offer up a leaf, a flower, or a tear! Bring it with devotion and He shatters every fear! Drop the other dharmas, take your shelter in the King, Kurukshetra's in the heart, man, so let the weapon swing! Ignorance is slain when the knowledge is the bow, Chanting out the Holy Name, watch the spirit grow! Don't matter if it's fire, don't matter if it's rain, Break out of the cycle, cut the universal chain! (Outro Chorus: Maximum volume, heavy bass drops on every downbeat) Say Hari! (Hari!) Say Bol! (Bol!) Wake the sleeping power in the center of the soul! Say Hari! (Hari!) Say Bol! (Bol!) Chariot is moving and the Lord is in control! (Beat starts to strip back, just the snare and the sitar) Hare Krishna on the mic, Rama on the beat... Lay the heavy karma down at the Lotus Feet. Yeah. Victory is certain where the Lord of Yoga stands. (Record scratch) Hari Bol. (Fade out with a steady heartbeat bass and the faint sound of a conch shell blowing)
