Na Hindu bura hai ... na hi Sikh, Isai, Musalman bura hai ... burai pe utar aaye woh insaan bura hai

Haath agar aaise (khula haath) rehta hai toh gundon aur rakshason ko bhakt bana deta hai ... aur agar haath aaise (band mutthi) ho jaata hai toh rakshas bhi trahimam trahimam kar uthte hai

Koi hum mein sant kehta hai, koi kehta hai farishta, koi kehta hai guru, toh koi kehta hai bhagwan ... lekin hum toh hai sirf ek insaan

Kahin aam ke bhooleke bomb na nighal jaana ... pata nahi chalega kitna phatta hai aur kitna baki reh gaya

Hum aaise baap hai joh dushmanon ke liye akele hi kaafi hai

Hum mein maarna apne aap ko maarne ke barabar hai

Agar desh mein srishti ke seva karna paap hai ... toh yeh paap hum aakhri saans tak karte rahenge

Insaan ki pehchaan kapdon se nahi ... karam jogi aur gyan jogi hone se hoti hai

Ho prithvi saaf ... mitte rog abhishaap!

Jab tak main is dhari pe zinda hoon ... meri talwar unki raksha karti rahegi

Sher dahaadte hai toh kaanpte huye geedhar girte hai ... hum toh woh hai joh sheron ke mooh mein haath daalke unke daant ginte hai

Maut ke aankhon mein aankhen daalkar baat karne waale ko hum veer kehte hai ... aur aisi veerta veeron ka gehna hoti hai

Toofan kisi waqt ka mohtaj nahi hota ... unka toh jab mann kiya aaye aur tabahi machakar chale gaye

Maangan maran saman hai, arre mat koi maango beekh ... maangan se marna bhala, yeh satguru ki seekh