Kalantak

Born as the only son
Their Prayer did reap them their reward
Shiva did appear and blessed
The mother with a child in her womb
Cursed with an inevitable offering
Mrukandya was foretold to live a short life
As the father did choose the smarter one
The one with disabilities shall not be born

As time did pass
Days turned into years
Their happiness turned to nightmares
The sage turned to be a devotee
Of lord Shiva

I shall not let you escape
Surrender your soul your death awaits
Through the gates of the next world
Another dimension
For death is inevitable
And your life is a lie

The sage begins to meditate
Not a minute he did waste
To grant him immortality
Over the curse of death
He prayed Infront of shivling until the end

But Lord Shiva did not emerge
The parent cried is despair
With the fear of losing their only child
Dear lord grant him life they begged

I shall not let you escape
Surrender your soul your death awaits
Through the gates of the next world
Another dimension
For death is inevitable
And your life is a lie

The day of judgement has arrived
Yamraj the lord of death
Emerged on his celestial ride
With a rod and a noose in his hand
To catch every soul that he finds

Om Tryambakam yajaamahe
Sugandhim pushtivardhanam
Urvaarukamiva bandhanaan
Mrityormuksheeya maamritaat

Om Tryambakam yajaamahe
Sugandhim pushtivardhanam
Urvaarukamiva bandhanaan
Mrityormuksheeya maamritaat