Xamanic Essence

I walk where the roots remember my name
Ash on my skin, but fire in my veins
The wind bends low when I start to chant
Ancient tongues in a circle I stand

Drums in my chest, the rhythm aligns
Past and the future collapse in my mind
Through smoke and bone I open the gate
The spirits awaken, it's never too late

I see through the eyes of the unseen
I bleed with the pulse of the land
No crown, no throne, no divine decree
Just the pact I carved with my hands

This is my Shamanic Essence
Spirit and flesh intertwined
I call the storm, I heal the broken
The wild obeys my sign
From ancestral whispers to primal rage
I am the balance they fear
I am the voice between worlds
I am the shaman, hear me clear

I drink from the earth, from the sky I feed
The beast and the leaf both answer my plea
Totems rise when I draw the line
Sacred scars mark time as mine

The dead do not sleep, they walk with me
Guiding my steps through destiny
I burn the veil, I cross the flame
And come back stronger, not the same

No steel can sever this bond I keep
No spell can shatter this vow
When kingdoms fall into dust and sleep
The spirits will show me how

This is my Shamanic Essence
Blood of the earth runs deep in me
I curse the wicked, I bless the fallen
Through ritual, pain and trance
From thunder's roar to the wolf's low cry
I am never alone in the fight
I am the bridge of the living and dead
I am the shaman, the rite

Echoes
Voices beneath the skin
Drumming
The cycle begins again

I break, I bend, I transcend
Feral and wise, I descend
To rise with the Sun in my eyes
Reborn by ancestral signs

This is my Shamanic Essence
Nature and spirit as one
I shape the flow of life and death
Till the final chant is done
No gods above, no chains below
Just truth carved in bone and flame
I am the keeper of sacred paths
And the world remembers my name

When the last drum fades in the night
And the spirits return to the stream
My soul will remain in the roots of the world
Eternal in the roots of time
Shamanic Essence!