Sea-Bound Oath
Dark country with Viking spirit: baritone guitar, resonator slide, war drums, fiddle, and low horn. A dark, old, raspy voice leaves the motherland for battle, torn by destiny, grief, and the cold pull of the sea.
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Lyrics
[Intro]
[Verse]
From the cliffs where the old winds cry,
I hear the call of the open sky.
My heart's a map, with paths so cold,
Leaving home, to face the untold.
[Verse]
With every step, the sea draws near,
Its pull a song I cannot ignore.
The fiddle sings, a mournful tune,
While drums beat out the warrior's rune.
[Pre-chorus]
In my bones, the icy grip,
Of the sea's endless, bitter lip.
Destiny's song, a bitter brew,
Tears at my soul, like a knife in me.
[Chorus]
To the battle, I'll ride the wave,
With my heart in the open grave.
The winds howl, my spirit's guide,
Through the storm, I'll find my pride.
[Verse]
As the night falls, the stars align,
With the ghosts of the warriors divine.
The low horn calls, a haunting sound,
Through the mist, I'll find my ground.
[Pre-chorus]
In my bones, the icy grip,
Of the sea's endless, bitter lip.
Destiny's song, a bitter brew,
Tears at my soul, like a knife in me.
[Chorus]
To the battle, I'll ride the wave,
With my heart in the open grave.
The winds howl, my spirit's guide,
Through the storm, I'll find my pride.
[Chorus]
To the battle, I'll ride the wave,
With my heart in the open grave.
The winds howl, my spirit's guide,
Through the storm, I'll find my pride.
[Outro]
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