They chanted ancient mantras, as the universe began to spin, The rhythms of creation, echoing within. The script unfolded, like a lotus in bloom, As the Devas brought forth, the music of the room.
They chanted ancient mantras, as the universe began to spin, The rhythms of creation, echoing within. The script unfolded, like a lotus in bloom, As the Devas brought forth, the music of the room.