To live, to die, a game of veiled design,
As sown, so reaped, a pact where fates align.
This life, a dance of yours and mine,
A tapestry of sin and grace entwined.
Karma, oh, what is your name?
Some rule as kings, some rich, yet bellies yearn,
Some skilled, some lost, a lesson we must learn.
We wanderers all, at every bend and turn,
This life, a dance of yours and mine,
A tapestry of sin and grace entwined.
Karma, oh, what is your name?
This life, a consequence of acts we've spun,
This life, a consequence of deeds begun,
This life, a consequence, the battles won,
Karma, oh, what is your name?
Karma, karma.
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