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This song is a poetic retelling of the final chapters of Lord Krishna’s earthly journey, blending sorrow, devotion, destiny, and divinity. It begins with the aftermath of the Kurukshetra war, where even victory feels hollow as Queen Gandhari mourns her fallen sons and curses Krishna in grief. Krishna accepts her sorrowful curse with humility, knowing fate must unfold. Years later, her curse comes true as the Yadavas destroy each other in a drunken civil war, and Krishna dies by a hunter’s arrow — the karmic return of an ancient story. His body turns to ashes, but his divine heart continues to beat, untouched by time. Dwaraka sinks into the ocean, but Krishna’s heart survives, later discovered by King Indradyumna and placed within the idol of Lord Jagannath. The song reminds us that divine love, though tested by war, loss, and fate, always endures — beyond form, beyond death, eternally returning in every age to guide, protect, and awaken hearts.

🕉️ Song Title: Lord Krishna's Death – English
🔥Genre: Mythological and Devotional Song
🎶Mood: Fierce • Uplifting • Sacred • High Voltage
⚡Tone: Majestic, Devotional, and Cinematic
🎤Language: English Devotional
🎵Lyrics: Adarsh Mathad
⚔️Editing: Adarsh Mathad
🌑Themes: Awakening and Divine Power of Lord Krishna

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Lyrics:
Om Namo Bhagavate Vasudevaya…

The Kurukshetra war had ended, the trumpets died,
But joy had fled the Pandavas’ side.
Ash and blood upon the land,
No victor here — just sorrow’s hand.
And in the wind, a mother’s cry,
Queen Gandhari wailed to the sky.

"O Krishna, Lord, why silent so?
You watched this pain, and let it grow.
You could’ve stopped this deadly tide,
But now my sons, all hundred, lie."
She cursed the Lord with blazing eyes,
"Let Dwaraka fall! Let Yadus die!"

Krishna bowed his head so low,
He knew the seed she cursed would grow.
Not out of hate, but grief so deep,
That even gods could only weep.
He warned, he begged, he played his part —
But fate had written every heart.

Years went by, the time was near,
The curse returned, sharp and clear.
By the river, drunk with pride,
The Yadus fought — and all gods cried.
Brother killed brother, steel met bone,
Until not one was left alone.

Under trees, in forest’s breath,
The Lord of Dwaraka met his death.
A hunter’s arrow, fate’s old score,
For Baali’s soul from times before.
His soul recalled both pain and peace,
And gently did his breath release.

Arjuna came with tears of flame,
To see the one who bore God's name.
The pyre lit, the smoke rose high,
But Krishna’s heart refused to die.
Still it beat with fire’s grace,
Refusing time, refusing place.

The sea rose high, Dwaraka gone,
But in the waves, the heart lived on.
King Indradyumna, by sacred stream,
Saw the heart in a holy dream.
He carved a form — not flesh nor bone —
Lord Jagannath, with heart alone.

So now we bow, in temple's dome,
To the heart that found a home.
Of love and war, of curse and grace,
It beats for all, beyond all space.
O seeker, hear: in joy or pain,
The Lord returns, again… again.

Om Namo Bhagavate Vasudevaya…