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!