Fjord Banjo Oath
A raw, epic song about my banjo and me, blending deep-throat singing, sub-harmonic chants, tagelharpa, Hardanger fiddle, frame drum, and banjo. Ancient Norse vocal power meets Scandinavian folk in deep, guttural textures.
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Lyrics
[Intro]
[Verse]
In the halls where the ancestors dwell,
Their whispers echo, their power unfurled.
Through the mist and the ancient cold,
Our spirits rise, our strength is bold.
[Verse]
With every beat of the frame drum’s call,
The tagelharpa sings tales of old.
Hardanger fiddles weave through the night,
Guided by the banjo’s ghostly light.
[Chorus]
We are the echoes of the ancestors,
Our voices ring loud, across the centuries.
In the shadows, we find our might,
With every chant, we break the night.
[Verse]
Through the frost and the thunderous storms,
Our stories live, in every storm’s roar.
With every step, we walk the path,
Carrying the fire, through the darkest wrath.
[Verse]
In the heart of the forest so deep,
Where the spirits gather, under the moon’s keep.
We honor the past, with every breath,
Our souls intertwined, with no end in sight.
[Pre-chorus]
Through the valleys, through the mountains high,
Our voices rise, reaching for the sky.
With every note, we claim our place,
In the circle of the endless chase.
[Chorus]
We are the echoes of the ancestors,
Our voices ring true, across the years.
In the darkness, we find our light,
With every chant, we stand so tight.
[Outro]
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