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Podcast - PATH OF SMOKE AND FLAME


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Lyrics:
PATH OF SMOKE AND FLAME
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In the mirror of the lake,
the fire already waits…

We crossed the dawn on water glass,
where mountains breathe and spirits pass.
The paddles cut through silver veins,
the mist spoke myths we can’t explain.
A child sings songs from long ago
the wind repeats them soft and low.

In every ripple, a tale begins,
in every cave, the dark still spins.

We walk the path of smoke and flame,
from sacred lakes to gods unnamed.
Through roots and ash, through earth and sky,
we climb to where the eagles fly.
The ground will shake, the fire will rise
a heartbeat drawn across the skies.

They danced at night with coal and bone,
beneath a sky that felt unknown.
Drums like thunder, eyes like stone,
a portal sung in undertone.
They whispered, “Xibalbá is near,”
the underworld beneath our fear.

Twin sons of sun, with hearts of clay,
played the gods and stole the day.
They rose from death in sacred game
now all who seek must do the same.
Down through the caves, through time and lore,
we walk as they have walked before.

We walk the path of smoke and flame,
with ancient blood, without a name.
Through clouds that burn, through trails that twist,
each step a myth inside the mist.
The ground will shake, the stars will fall
but we will rise above it all.

Now lava glows like beating drums,
a sky of ash, the mountain hums.
We stand where sky and fire kiss,
and time dissolves in heat like this.
The world explodes - but we feel still,
the silence held inside the thrill.

We walk the path of smoke and flame,
where every breath reclaims a name.
We came from light, we came from rain
and left behind what held us tame.
Now every stone, and every scar
belongs to who we truly are.

In the mirror of the lake,
we saw ourselves for the first time.