Through the Bardo

(Intro – Chant-like, whispered, mantra effect)
A thousand echoes, a single breath,
No birth, no death, no self, no flesh.
Through the Bardo, where illusions fade,
Choose Nirvana… or the endless blade.
(Verse 1 – The Moment of Death: The First Bardo – Dharmata)
Mind unshackled, unravel the riddle,
Veil gets lifted, dimensions start to ripple.
Thoughts turn liquid, time is a trick,
What’s real, what’s myth? Man, the fabric is split.
Drift through the void, where the echoes are chanted,
Laws of the flesh get abandoned like phantoms.
Body’s a robe, and I shed it like snakeskin,
Soul stays shapeless, weightless, ancient.
Voices of monks in the ether, they guide me,
Padmasambhava beside me, remind me:
"See through the self, through the cycles of sin,
Dissolve in the light or the wheel spins again."
But I hesitate—fear in my brain stem,
Bound by attachments, illusions contain them.
The light’s gettin’ distant, the colors collapse,
Now wrathful forms emerge from the cracks…
(Chorus – The Wrathful and Peaceful Deities Arrive)
Mind stays trapped if the fear still lingers,
Let go now or get burned by the fingers.
These ain't gods, these ain't beasts, they’re reflections,
Lessons disguised as divine intersections.
(Verse 2 – The Wrathful Deities: Mind’s Mirror)
Fire in the lotus, skulls in the mist,
Wrathful protectors start clenching their fists.
Mahākāla with the trident, staring in silence,
Breath like a cyclone, eyes like a virus.
Nine-headed deities, piercing my vision,
Each one’s a vice that I failed to listen.
Lust in the left hand, greed in the right,
Envy in the center with a mouth full of knives.
This ain’t divine, man, this ain’t a threat,
It’s me versus me, my own karmic debt.
I step through the fire, dissolve in the sound,
Each fear fades as my soul breaks ground.
(Chorus – The Second Bardo: Karma’s Web)
Mind stays trapped if the fear still lingers,
Let go now or get burned by the fingers.
These ain't gods, these ain't beasts, they’re reflections,
Lessons disguised as divine intersections.
(Verse 3 – Choosing Rebirth: The Third Bardo – The Spiral Gate)
Now I’m adrift in the web of Samsara,
Hearing the echoes of ancient mantras.
Portals are shifting, spirits are sifting,
Lives being chosen like records I'm mixing.
One’s filled with war, one’s filled with wealth,
One’s filled with famine, one’s filled with stealth.
Each one’s a path that my karma designed,
I step through a gate, leave the past life behind.
But right at the entrance, I pause in resistance,
Is this real choice… or divine pre-existence?
The pull is too strong, I fall in the deep,
I take my first breath… and forget everything.
(Outro – Fading Whisper, mantra repeated like an echo in the void)
A thousand echoes, a single breath,
No birth, no death, no self, no flesh.
Through the Bardo, where illusions fade,
Choose Nirvana… or the endless blade.

Mystical, ethereal piano, C#m, clear male vocals, heavy bass, boom bap rhythm, hip hop, chorus female sung, mysterious