Brahmastra Lyrics

Flaming...
Arrow...
Grasped...
Flaming arrow was grasped.
Then valiant Rama,
Whom Matali has reminded of this,
Grasped the flaming arrow
Which Brahma gave him.
Agastya, the glorious sage,
Gave it to him
Earlier on battlefield.
Battle...field...
The arrow looked like hissing serpent.
It was created before by Brahma, the lord of creation of infinite power.
Created for Indra,
The lord of the celestials.
It had been granted
In the past to the to the great gods master,
Who wished to conquer three worlds.
Having made it sacred by means
Special formula described in scriptures,
Rama endowed with incredible power,
Secured that arrow.
The arrow was the first among the three worlds,
Capable destroy the fear of the Ikshvaku dynasty,
Taking away the glory of enemies
He brought the joy to himself with his bow.
Bow
As Rama aimed this superb arrow,

All creatures were startled and the earth trembled.
Enraged Rama drawn bowstring well
And with careful mind he threw the arrow,
Capable ripping
Off vital organs,
Straight to
Ravana.
Straight to Ravana.
This arrow,
As lightning,
Sent by the hands of Indra,
And irresistible as Yama,
The Lord of Death,
Pierced into the chest.
Fired with such power
Able to destroy the body,
The arrow tore out
The heart of Ravana.
Flaming arrow
Bringer of death
Fired with such power
Destroyed Ravana
And covered
With blood,
Penetrated
Into the ground.

Flaming arrow
Bringer of death
Fired with such power
Destroyed Ravana
And covered
With blood,
Penetrated
Into the ground.