Mrityoh from Tatva by Moksh

Avantikayam vihitavataram, mukti pradhnay yach, sajnaanam
Akaal mrityoh, parirakshanatham, vande mahakaal, mahasuresham...
Om......

Mai tha yun jalaa, fir maut se mila...
Ro kyu hai rhaa, ab mera har gunah...
Mai tha yun jalaa, fir maut se mila...
Ro kyu hai rhaa, ab mera har gunah...

Gum ho gya in andheron me mai, doob gya jalti lehron me mai...
Ab in roohon me mai shamil hua, anjaani nagri me dakhil hua...

Har zindagi se mai khela, har kaam tha mera maila...
Shayad mere karam hain, jo bhi maine hai jhela...
Ae khuda tu bacha le, khud me mujhko mila le...
Ro pardi meri kismat fat parde dekh chhale...
Tujh pe hai khatam, ab mera rasta... Lga le tu gale, tujhe tera vasta...
Tujh pe hai khatam, ab mera rasta... Lga le tu gale, tujhe tera vasta...

Aaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaa... aaaaaaaaaaaaa... aaaaaaaaaaaaa

Om triyambhakam, yahja Mahe...sughandhim pushtivardhanam...
Urva rukmevbandanath...mrityoh moksheyo mamritaat...

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