Hare Krashna

[Intro — chopped mantra sample, glitching, then spoken over beat] Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna… Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare… Hare Rama, Hare Rama… Rama Rama, Hare Hare…

(beat drops)

The temple was full of sparks. Every devotee burning bright. Except one. The high priest. Let me tell you what happened.

[Verse 1] I walked into the temple, not to fight Came with philosophy, came with light dead, alive, divine — I laid it out clean He called it a hippy world idea, mean But his own people? They felt the flame The divine spark doesn’t need a Sanskrit name They were embazed, lit up, burning inside While the high priest leaned on his spiritual pride I tested him soft, I tested him fair He dodged every question, gasping for air Then next week he’s telling a prophecy tale About a superhuman coming to tip the scale Kalki on a white horse, coming someday But the test was already standing in his doorway

[Chorus — mantra twisted, slowed] Hare Krishna — the temple burned bright Hare Rama — but the priest lost his sight Krishna Krishna — the members felt the spark Hare Hare — while the leader missed the mark

You’re waiting for justice to come from the sky But the plan is already here — open your eyes Bottom-up fire, no need for a crown The real Kalki’s building while you’re looking down

[Verse 2] The members were embazed, I saw it in their eyes The divine spark doesn’t care about your disguise Shaven heads, dhotis, tilak on the face But the fire inside doesn’t need outer grace They felt it. They knew it. They couldn’t deny While their high priest sat on a pedestal high He told me he was happy to be tested But when the test came, he folded, contested Not with scripture, not with logic or love Just a story about a savior from above Deflection. Distraction. Spiritual fraud. The plan is the justice. The plan is the God. Not named, not claimed, not pointing to me A system that sets every community free.

[Chorus — mantra twisted] Hare Krishna — the temple burned bright Hare Rama — but the priest lost his sight Krishna Krishna — the members felt the spark Hare Hare — while the leader missed the mark

[Bridge — beat switches, slower, darker] The plan is Kalki without the sword Not a person, not a prophet, not a lord A blueprint, a toolkit, a bottom-up stream That brings justice without a king or a dream The high priest missed it, his pride too tall But his congregation? They heard the call They’re still chanting, still burning, still true The spark doesn’t need permission from you The plan is the justice. The plan is the test. And the priest? He failed it with the rest.

[Verse 3] So here’s the difference between him and his flock The members opened up, the leader stayed locked They felt the spiritual pressure, the real vibration He felt threatened by a new revelation Dr. Frog in the well, that’s his own story I’m the ocean, he’s the frog, no glory The plan brings justice without a throne Without a name, without a temple of stone Every community gets the tools to rise No high priest needed, no spiritual lies The members knew it. They’re part of the constellation. The priest? A footnote in the transformation.

[Chorus — full energy, mantra chopped] Hare Krishna — the temple burned bright Hare Rama — but the priest lost his sight Krishna Krishna — the members felt the spark Hare Hare — while the leader missed the mark

The plan is the justice, the plan is the fire Bottom-up Kalki taking us higher No white horse, no apocalyptic scene Just every community coming clean

[Outro — spoken over fading mantra sample] Hare Krishna… Hare Rama… The members are still burning. They know what they felt. The high priest? He was happy to be tested. Until the test showed up. And he failed. The plan brings justice. No name needed. No crown needed. Just sparks. Everywhere. Hare Hare.