Rituale Songtext
von Conjuring
Rituale Songtext
Each step draws me deeper still
Into the forest, dark and wide
Where spirits of the past arise
And dance beneath the ancient pines
The smoke of fire, herbs, and myrrh
Enchants the chambers of my mind
I become one with beast and tree
As moonlight bathes my waking dream
A thousand instruments within
Play songs long lost to time and kin
The heavy mist fills up my chest
And purifies what once was dead
Alone I drift through shadows old
Through sacred rites the world forgot
The flames speak tongues like hissing snakes
And whisper truths I once had lost
The voices of forefathers call
Their wisdom etched into my core
I walk on moss, on stone, on breath
Until the spirits grant me rest
The ritual of the ancient ones
Has cleansed me with their wordless song
The forest opened, took me whole
Then gave me back, reborn and strong
Alone I drift through shadows old
Through sacred rites the world forgot
The flames speak tongues like hissing snakes
And whisper truths I once had lost
The voices of forefathers call
Their wisdom etched into my core
I walk on moss, on stone, on breath
Until the spirits grant me rest
Into the forest, dark and wide
Where spirits of the past arise
And dance beneath the ancient pines
The smoke of fire, herbs, and myrrh
Enchants the chambers of my mind
I become one with beast and tree
As moonlight bathes my waking dream
A thousand instruments within
Play songs long lost to time and kin
The heavy mist fills up my chest
And purifies what once was dead
Alone I drift through shadows old
Through sacred rites the world forgot
The flames speak tongues like hissing snakes
And whisper truths I once had lost
The voices of forefathers call
Their wisdom etched into my core
I walk on moss, on stone, on breath
Until the spirits grant me rest
The ritual of the ancient ones
Has cleansed me with their wordless song
The forest opened, took me whole
Then gave me back, reborn and strong
Alone I drift through shadows old
Through sacred rites the world forgot
The flames speak tongues like hissing snakes
And whisper truths I once had lost
The voices of forefathers call
Their wisdom etched into my core
I walk on moss, on stone, on breath
Until the spirits grant me rest
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