[Verse 1: Slow, deep conscious rap delivery with light atmospheric pads] Deep in thought watching my homeland change Through the lens of wisdom passed down through ages Not about hate, just observations made Of karma's wheels turning in modern days Ancestor's voices whisper in my mind About the balance we've left behind Not going backwards, just need to find Way to merge old truths with modern times [Hook: Melodic with tribal chants in background, oriental flutes enter] Every action ripples through time What we build up, we might find Coming down in our children's lives Ancient wisdom never dies Every action ripples through time What we build up, we might find Coming down in our children's lives Ancient wisdom never dies [Verse 2: Strong delivery with Norse drums intensifying] Norse blood flowing through these veins Teaching balance through the growing pains My people built this land with sweat and steel Now we're losing touch with what is real Buddha taught that attachment breeds the pain But complete detachment ain't the way Need roots to grow, need walls to stand Need to understand where we began [Personal Verse: More intimate delivery, oriental flutes prominent] Grandma clutching that good book tight While grandpa held his Star of David's light Caught between their burning faith Left me searching for my own safe space Mom saw the damage blind faith brings Cut ties with all those holy things But I kept searching, wouldn't rest Till I found truth that stood each test [Personal Verse Continued: Build intensity with deeper bass] Found it in the Buddha's words And in the wisdom of the Norse Two paths that never tried to force Just showed me how to chart my course No hellfire threats or guilty chains Just karmic laws and honor's reigns Teaching balance, teaching growth Ancient wisdom guiding both [Connection Verse: Deep bass heavy, atmospheric pads strong] Norse ways teach of wyrd and fate While karma shows what we create Different words but same deep truth Actions echo, here's the proof Hella reigns in realms below Where the dishonored spirits go Cold halls of Helheim stand as proof That every action bears its truth [Helheim Bridge: Full instrumental, tribal chants peak, drums intense] Nine worlds hold their ancient law Like karma's teeth, they all must gnaw Hella's kingdom, cold and grey Where the restless souls must stay Those who choose the coward's path Face the queen's eternal wrath Like karma's wheel that turns always Through our nights and through our days [Connection Return: Blend all elements, balanced mix] Whether Buddha's noble way Or Hella's price we have to pay Both paths teach us how to live What we take and what we give Meditation clears the mind Like reading runes of ancient time Two traditions point us straight Teaching us to master fate [Hook: Full instrumentation with prominent chants] Every action ripples through time What we build up, we might find Coming down in our children's lives Ancient wisdom never dies [Bridge: Atmospheric with subtle drums] Between Yggdrasil and Bodhi tree Ancient wisdom sets us free But only if we choose to see The truth in front of you and me [Final Verse: Strong delivery with all elements] These thoughts keep running through my head Like the threads that Norns have spread Watching patterns rise and fall While Heimdall's horn awaits its call Balance isn't just a word It's the wisdom I have heard From both East and Nordic ways Guiding through these darker days [Final Hook: Full intensity before fade] Every action ripples through time What we build up, we might find Coming down in our children's lives Ancient wisdom never dies Every action ripples through time What we build up, we might find Coming down in our children's lives Ancient wisdom never dies [Outro: Gradual fade of instruments, leaving meditation flutes last] So I'll keep thinking, keep observing While the world keeps swerving Between extremes of now and then Till balance finds its way again Like Odin's wisdom, Buddha's mind Two paths that intertwine Teaching those who choose to see What this world could really be [Final Hook: Fade out with tribal chants and flutes] Every action ripples through time What we build up, we might find Coming down in our children's lives Ancient wisdom never dies Every action ripples through time What we build up, we might find Coming down in our children's lives Ancient wisdom never dies