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IN
THE HEART OF A LION
by Livtar Singh
Khalsa
In the heart
of a lion, there is no fear of dyin'.
In the heat of battle, the Spirit of Life burns like a flame.
In the depths of the darkness, in the worse betrayal and pain,
The fearless Khalsa
heart will beat to the rhythm of the Name.
We've never
started a war before, but we have finished many.
We see the One in everyone. Whom should we fear? Not any!
We play the game of life with style; the question of death we love
to enjoy.
We have seen so many times,
In so many lives what our life is for ...
In so many lives what our life is for!
In the heart
of a lion, there is no fear of dyin'.
In the heat of battle, the Spirit of Life burns like a flame.
In the depths of the darkness, in the worse betrayal and pain,
The fearless Khalsa heart will beat to the rhythm of the Name.
Enemies come
and enemies go, but the Khalsa stands like a mountain range.
We will return to Infinity. What in the world will the drama change?
Go onto the battlefield; head in hand as a humble one.
The life doesn't matter, the courage does.
Soon the job will be done ...
Soon the job will be done!
In the heart
of a lion, there is no fear of dyin'.
In the heat of battle, the Spirit of Life burns like a flame.
In the depths of the darkness, in the worse betrayal and pain,
The fearless Khalsa heart will beat to the rhythm of the Name.
On every side
the world will pull; they want you to join them in their fog.
It took you millions of lives to arrive; what do you care for the
barking of dogs?
The one who stands alone in the fray is a priceless gem to the One
he serves.
Be the Light for the world to see.
Invincible ones live by their words ...
Invincible ones live by their words!
In the heart
of a lion, there is no fear of dyin'.
In the heat of battle, the Spirit of Life burns like a flame.
In the depths of the darkness, in the worse betrayal and pain,
The fearless Khalsa heart will beat to the rhythm of the Name.
WHAHE
GURU WHAHE GURU WHAHE GURU WHAHE GURU
WHAHE GURU WHAHE GURU WHAHE GURU WHAHE GURU
WHAHE GURU WHAHE GURU WHAHE GURU WHAHE GURU
WHAHE GURU WHAHE GURU WHAHE GURU WHAHE GURU
THE
KHALSA WAY
by Livtar Singh Khalsa
Long ago and
far away a man sat like a stone
On a burning seat of red-hot iron ... to him it was a throne.
For he was Guru Arjan, king of this world and the next.
When his time in this earthly world was through, he just smiled and
left.
As it was in the beginning and shall be for all time,
Those who live and die a fearless life, in the court of God they shine
...
That is the
Khalsa way ... I don't mind dying and I won't go crying.
That is the Khalsa way ... if things look bad we just keep on trying.
That is the Khalsa way ... if anyone falls, ten more will come in
his place.
That is our way!
The mogul
king sent forth his word, "No Sikh shall be left alive,
We'll wipe this Khalsa from the face of the Earth". On each head
he put a price.
So one brave Sikh stood on the road, knowing he couldn't live long.
In the name of the Guru he collected a toll ... it shook that king
to his throne.
They tried to put the light of the Khalsa out, but now it is they
who are gone,
And through every test of time and space, Khalsa lives on ...
One by one
they shot us down as we read the Siri Guru ...
Till they had to stop , they had never seen so many who would die
for the Truth.
And those who lay on the railroad tracks, their bodies stopped the
train.
Those whose children were killed before their eyes, they saw God thru
their pain.
Then all those who stood their ground against impossible odds ...
In their courageous lives and fearlessness we see the power of God.
That is the
Khalsa way ... I don't mind dying and I won't go crying.
That is the Khalsa way ... if things look bad we just keep on trying.
That is the Khalsa way ... if anyone falls, ten more will come in
his place.
That is our way!
Twenty million
started out ... only a few survived.
But we stood together in the heart of this land against all their
power and lies
They wished that we had never been, they clubbed us in the street.
But our hearts were strong, the war was wrong, our victory was peace.
They waited for us all to disappear, they waited for our spirit to
die.
But they'll still be waiting when the sun burns out ... for the heroes
and warriors,
The saints and the martyrs, will never die ...
That is the
Khalsa way ... I don't mind dying and I won't go crying.
That is the Khalsa way ... if things look bad we just keep on trying.
That is the Khalsa way ... if anyone falls, ten more will come in
his place.
That is our way!
Siri Singh
Sahib left his home ... answered the Guru's call.
In the land of maya he planted a seed of a nation that would never
fall.
One by one we came to him and we read the Siri Guru.
We planted our roots in the soul of this land ... Ram Das Puri grew.
Now the future belongs to the daughters and sons of Guru Gobind Singh.
We'll stand like steel through the tests of the time, then Khalsa
will reign ...
That is the
Khalsa way ... I don't mind dying and I won't go crying.
That is the Khalsa way ... if things look bad we just keep on trying.
That is the Khalsa way ... if anyone falls, ten more will come in
his place.
That is our way!
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