[Intro — Spoken] Hear the trees… Hear the wind… The old ways call. [Verse 1] Beneath the elder oaks I walk with fire in my veins, Through sacred groves forgotten, where the earth remembers pains. The river whispers secrets of the ancestors’ hands, And I rise, the chosen voice, to reclaim these ancient lands. The moon drapes silver shadows, the stars align to see, The rites of old awaken the power inside me. Each step upon the forest floor echoes through the stone, The spirits of the ancient ones guide me to the unknown. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the drums, the echoes call, The spirits rise, the shadows fall. I wear the cloak of night and flame, In the old forest, I claim my name. [Chorus] I am the herald of the sacred ways, Through mist and storm, through nights and days. The rites of the old forest live through me, Bound to earth, bound to sea. Hear my voice, the ancestors’ song, In the pagan night, I belong. [Verse 2] Through the veil of smoke and candlelight I chant, Calling forth the ancient powers no one dares to grant. The wind bends low, the trees begin to sway, Answering the call of the forest’s hidden way. I bear the mark of fire, water, stone, and sky, Each breath a vow to keep the old laws from die. Through storms and shadowed glens, I walk this hallowed road, Carrying the weight of wisdom in my blood and bones. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the drums, the echoes call, The spirits rise, the shadows fall. I wear the cloak of night and flame, In the old forest, I claim my name. [Chorus] I am the herald of the sacred ways, Through mist and storm, through nights and days. The rites of the old forest live through me, Bound to earth, bound to sea. Hear my voice, the ancestors’ song, In the pagan night, I belong. [Bridge — Whispered/Chanted] Ohoh… spirits of the ancient trees, Guide my steps, guide my decrees. Ohoh… flames and rivers, stones and sky, I call the old ways, never to die. [Final Chorus — Epic] I am the herald of the sacred ways, Through mist and storm, through nights and days. The rites of the old forest live through me, Bound to earth, bound to sea. Hear my voice, the ancestors’ song, In the pagan night, I belong.
