The First Smoke (Electric Sage) - My Voice

Psy-Trance, Tribal Techno, spiritual trance

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[Verse 1]
The sage is burning in a bowl of stone
But I am standing in the neon zone
The smoke is rising in a silver line
Turning into code, ancient and divine
I see the eagle in the satellite sky
Watching over us with a digital eye.

[Pre-Chorus]
(Call: Can you feel the spirit?) 
(Response: In the electric wind!)
(Call: Can you hear the calling?) 
(Response: Where the stars begin!)

[Chorus]
Oh, it’s the First Smoke, the vision is clear
The Great Spirit is moving, the future is here
From the sacred mountain to the silicon plain
We’re dancing through the thunder and the digital rain
(Chant: A-ho! Mi-ta-ku-ye O-ya-sin! - All my relations)
The Totem is rising in the neon light.

[Instrumental Interlude: Tribal Psy-Trance Drop]
(The flute transforms into a sharp, rhythmic synth. A heavy, driving Psy-Trance beat takes over. Deep, wooden percussion hits layered with fast "triplet" bass sequences. It feels like a high-speed ritual)

[Verse 2]
The four directions are the axis of the soul
In this machine, we are finding the whole
The buffalo is running through the fiber-optic grass
Watching the shadows of the centuries pass
We are the warriors of the frequency
Protecting the dream of the land and the free.

[Instrumental Bridge: Flute and Acid-Synth Dialogue]
(The drums drop out. The organic flute plays a soulful melody, and a "squelchy" Acid-Synth answers it, mimicking the bird calls of the forest. The tension builds into a final, explosive rhythmic climax)

[Verse 3]
So breathe in the wisdom, breathe in the spark
We’re lighting a fire in the heart of the dark
The ancestors are clicking in the cosmic key
Opening the gates to the grand mystery
One heart, one tribe, in a digital quest
Where the sun never sets in the neon west.

[Outro]
(Chant: Hey-a-hey... Wa-kan Tan-ka...)
(The driving beat continues for a few bars, then fades into the sound of the wind. The flute plays one final, echoing note that sounds like a fading signal)
(Fading whisper: The vision has begun...)
[End]

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[Intro] (The sound of a cold mountain wind and a distant wolf howl. A haunting, melodic Native American flute begins to play a lonely melody. Suddenly, a fast, rolling Psytrance bassline enters, feeling like a galloping horse) (Chant: Wa-kan Tan-ka, Hey-a-hey...) [Verse 1] The sage is burning in a bowl of stone But I am standing in the neon zone The smoke is rising in a silver line Turning into code, ancient and divine I see the eagle in the satellite sky Watching over us with a digital eye. [Pre-Chorus] (Call: Can you feel the spirit?) (Response: In the electric wind!) (Call: Can you hear the calling?) (Response: Where the stars begin!) [Chorus] Oh, it’s the First Smoke, the vision is clear The Great Spirit is moving, the future is here From the sacred mountain to the silicon plain We’re dancing through the thunder and the digital rain (Chant: A-ho! Mi-ta-ku-ye O-ya-sin! - All my relations) The Totem is rising in the neon light. [Instrumental Interlude: Tribal Psy-Trance Drop] (The flute transforms into a sharp, rhythmic synth. A heavy, driving Psy-Trance beat takes over. Deep, wooden percussion hits layered with fast "triplet" bass sequences. It feels like a high-speed ritual) [Verse 2] The four directions are the axis of the soul In this machine, we are finding the whole The buffalo is running through the fiber-optic grass Watching the shadows of the centuries pass We are the warriors of the frequency Protecting the dream of the land and the free. [Chorus] Oh, it’s the First Smoke, the vision is clear The Great Spirit is moving, the future is here From the sacred mountain to the silicon plain We’re dancing through the thunder and the digital rain (Chant: A-ho! Mi-ta-ku-ye O-ya-sin! - All my relations) The Totem is rising in the neon light. [Instrumental Bridge: Flute and Acid-Synth Dialogue] (The drums drop out. The organic flute plays a soulful melody, and a "squelchy" Acid-Synth answers it, mimicking the bird calls of the forest. The tension builds into a final, explosive rhythmic climax) [Verse 3] So breathe in the wisdom, breathe in the spark We’re lighting a fire in the heart of the dark The ancestors are clicking in the cosmic key Opening the gates to the grand mystery One heart, one tribe, in a digital quest Where the sun never sets in the neon west. [Chorus] Oh, it’s the First Smoke, the vision is clear The Great Spirit is moving, the future is here From the sacred mountain to the silicon plain We’re dancing through the thunder and the digital rain (Chant: A-ho! Mi-ta-ku-ye O-ya-sin! - All my relations) The Totem is rising in the neon light. [Outro] (Chant: Hey-a-hey... Wa-kan Tan-ka...) (The driving beat continues for a few bars, then fades into the sound of the wind. The flute plays one final, echoing note that sounds like a fading signal) (Fading whisper: The vision has begun...) [End]

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