Haunting Ritual | Hijos del aquelarre | Cover Ver 2

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[Intro]

In a godless night, beneath a salted moon,
the bonfires awaken an ancient voice.

[Verse 1]

I was born of fear, of prayer and the cross,
but I fled from that cage searching for another light.
Among ancient oaks I swore never again
to kiss the chains I was taught to fear.

And in the forbidden dance I found my truth,
with burning skin and no guilt in love.
Now my name is lost in an old song,
I am the ashes of fear… I am free, I am me.

[Pre-Chorus]

Let the sky burn in the mind of power,
let the night bring us back to life.

[Chorus]

Come drink beneath the burning moon!
(Drink!)
Let the wine bless our souls.
(Burn!)
We are children of the coven and rebellion,
no master, no fear, no redemption.

Sing! Tear your voice into the dawn!
(Scream!)
Life was never meant to be tamed.
(Free!)
If guilt drowns inside your heart,
let the fire of this song consume it.

[Verse 2]

By the river’s edge I was reborn,
when the world tried to silence my voice.
A witch told me: “there is no god to fear,
only the fear you carry keeps you from growing.”

And we drank the night, we made it real,
between laughter, sin, and shared secrets.
Now my steps follow no altar,
only the wild pulse of my freedom.

[Interlude]

Beneath ancient stars we spin endlessly,
earth beneath our feet, destiny on our skin.
Let the blood remember who we once were,
and let the wine write who we will become.

[Verse 3]

The old ones of the forest speak of a traitor,
who sold our essence for gold and fear.
But the wind whispers his name as it passes,
and in the fire his shadow rose again.

Now his story guides us, makes us fight,
so no one ever chains us again.
If history is written by those who win,
then let ours be written in dance.

[Bridge]

Let thrones fall, let faith burn,
if life is the price… I’ll pay it.
No more chains will bind my voice,
no imposed heaven will rule my sun.

[Pre-Chorus]

And if dawn comes to judge us,
let it find us singing at its gates.

[Chorus]

Come drink beneath the burning moon!
(Drink!)
Let the wine bless our souls.
(Burn!)
We are children of the coven and rebellion,
no master, no fear, no redemption.

Sing! Tear your voice into the dawn!
(Scream!)
Life was never meant to be tamed.
(Free!)
If guilt drowns inside your heart,
let the fire of this song consume it.

[Outro]

And when morning comes without law or forgiveness,
our laughter will remain as rebellion.
Let history name us without blessing…
but forever free within this song.

Raise a glass, brother, the world will fall,
and from its ruins life will rise again.
There is no sin in laughing or loving,
if it’s the soul that chooses to fly.
[Instrumental]
[End]

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[Intro] In a godless night, beneath a salted moon, the bonfires awaken an ancient voice. [Verse 1] I was born of fear, of prayer and the cross, but I fled from that cage searching for another light. Among ancient oaks I swore never again to kiss the chains I was taught to fear. And in the forbidden dance I found my truth, with burning skin and no guilt in love. Now my name is lost in an old song, I am the ashes of fear… I am free, I am me. [Pre-Chorus] Let the sky burn in the mind of power, let the night bring us back to life. [Chorus] Come drink beneath the burning moon! (Drink!) Let the wine bless our souls. (Burn!) We are children of the coven and rebellion, no master, no fear, no redemption. Sing! Tear your voice into the dawn! (Scream!) Life was never meant to be tamed. (Free!) If guilt drowns inside your heart, let the fire of this song consume it. [Verse 2] By the river’s edge I was reborn, when the world tried to silence my voice. A witch told me: “there is no god to fear, only the fear you carry keeps you from growing.” And we drank the night, we made it real, between laughter, sin, and shared secrets. Now my steps follow no altar, only the wild pulse of my freedom. [Interlude] Beneath ancient stars we spin endlessly, earth beneath our feet, destiny on our skin. Let the blood remember who we once were, and let the wine write who we will become. [Verse 3] The old ones of the forest speak of a traitor, who sold our essence for gold and fear. But the wind whispers his name as it passes, and in the fire his shadow rose again. Now his story guides us, makes us fight, so no one ever chains us again. If history is written by those who win, then let ours be written in dance. [Bridge] Let thrones fall, let faith burn, if life is the price… I’ll pay it. No more chains will bind my voice, no imposed heaven will rule my sun. [Pre-Chorus] And if dawn comes to judge us, let it find us singing at its gates. [Chorus] Come drink beneath the burning moon! (Drink!) Let the wine bless our souls. (Burn!) We are children of the coven and rebellion, no master, no fear, no redemption. Sing! Tear your voice into the dawn! (Scream!) Life was never meant to be tamed. (Free!) If guilt drowns inside your heart, let the fire of this song consume it. [Outro] And when morning comes without law or forgiveness, our laughter will remain as rebellion. Let history name us without blessing… but forever free within this song. Raise a glass, brother, the world will fall, and from its ruins life will rise again. There is no sin in laughing or loving, if it’s the soul that chooses to fly. [Instrumental] [End]

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