Bodhi-Bowl returns with a powerful and introspective anthem of un-becoming, “No i.” This track is a raw excavation of the self, moving from the suffocation of inherited identities to the liberating truth of emptiness. Over a “wrathful” brooding, atmospheric production, the lyrics chronicle the painful yet necessary act of stripping away “borrowed names” and “secondhand truths” to question the very foundation of our constructed life.
The journey crescendos not into a declaration of a new self, but into a profound release. The chorus is a vow of emancipation—from masks, illusions, and “borrowed skin.” This catharsis finds its ultimate expression in the echoing incantation of the Heart Sutra mantra in Japanese, transforming the philosophical heart of “form is emptiness” into a visceral, triumphant battle cry. “No i” isn’t about finding a new identity; it’s about the fearless freedom found in standing, finally, in the open air of what remains when all else is let go.
Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Learning how to know myself
By stripping borrowed names
Every label on my skin
Every scripted little frame
I believed what I was handed down
Like it was written in my bones
Built a life from secondhand truths
Called it “mine,” called it “home”
(Pre-Chorus)
I was told who I would be,
before I learned how to breathe
Carved in stone, sealed tight
No room left to question me….
(Chorus)
So I’m letting go, I’m breaking through
All the masks I never choose
If I lose- what, I thought, I was
Maybe I’ll find what’s real below
I’m done defending the illusion
I’m done wearing borrowed skin
Tonight I stand in open air
And I finally let myself in
(Mantra Hook-twice) [echoes]
ぎゃてい ぎゃてい はらぎゃてい
はらそうぎゃてい
ぼじそわか
((Gya-tay, Gya-tay, Hah-rah-gya-tay, Hah-rah-soh-gya-tay Boh-jee, Soh-wah-kah)) Ha! Ha! Ha!
(Verse 2)
I was taught to harden up
Taught to hate before I heal
Taught to guard the fragile lie
That says the pain is real
I learned to fight my shadow
Learned to hide my doubt
Protected every costume
Till the fire burned me out
(Pre-Chorus 2)
I wore colors over scars
Till I couldn’t tell apart
What was armor, what was fear
What was me, what was art
(Chorus)
Now I’m letting go, I’m breaking through
All the masks I never chose
If I lose-what, I thought, I was
I’m letting go, I’m breaking through
All the masks I never chose
If I lose-what, I thought, I was
Maybe I’ll find what’s real below
I’m done defending the illusion
I’m done wearing borrowed skin
Tonight I stand in open air
And I finally let myself in
(Mantra Hook twice)
ぎゃてい ぎゃてい はらぎゃてい
はらそうぎゃてい
ぼじそわか
(Gya-tay, Gya-tay, Hah-rah-gya-tay, Hah-rah-soh-gya-tay Boh-jee, Soh-wah-kah)
(Bridge)
I was burning up inside
Trying to be someone else
Every layer peeled away
Feels like coming back to myself
No more shame, no more disguise
No more fear of what I’ll see
If there’s nothing left to prove
There’s nothing left to be
(Break / Drop)
Strip it down
Strip it bare
All that’s left is honest air
(Final Chorus)
I’m letting go, I’m breaking through
All the masks I never chose
I don’t need what shaped me then
To decide the way I grow
I’m free from every definition
Free from what you said I’d be
Standing naked in the truth
And it finally feels like me
(Outro )[Mantra Fade]
ぎゃてい ぎゃてい はらぎゃてい
はらそうぎゃてい
ぼじそわか (Gya-tay, Gya-tay, Hah-rah-gya-tay, Hah-rah-soh-gya-tay Boh-jee, Soh-wah-kah)
You can find my music on most streaming platforms under the artist name Bodhi-Bowl. My goal is to offer music that makes Buddhist insights feel relevant and gentle for today’s world. You’re also welcome to download the MP3 directly here.
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May all be well and happy.
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I am just an ordinary guy in Singapore with a passion for Buddhism and I hope to share this passion with the community out there, across the world.