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Lyrics
[Intro – harp + low flute, airy female voice]
I am not the cup you choose to drink,
Not the chain to bind, not the weight to sink.
I am stormlight breaking through the choir,
I am shadow, I am fire.
[Verse 1]
Whispered names upon the stone,
Tried to shape me, claim me as their own.
But I am older than your laws,
A wild flame burning through the fog.
[Chorus – soaring, layered with harmonies]
I don’t have to be your gentle tea,
I am heather wild, I am brine and sea.
I will rise with smoke, I will never tire,
If the world denies me, I’ll set it on fire.
[Verse 2]
Flute and drum call me from the deep,
Ancient voices that the forests keep.
Not a maiden bowed, not a song you tame,
I am freedom, I am flame.
[Chorus – stronger, harp and pipes swelling]
I don’t have to be your gentle tea,
I am storm-sung wind, I am fierce and free.
I will rise with smoke, I will never tire,
If the world denies me, I’ll set it on fire.
[Bridge – whispered, haunting with flute solo]
No crown of gold, no silken throne,
I walk the path the wild have sown.
No chains of man, no priest’s desire,
I am the spark, I am the pyre.
[Final Chorus – full voice, ethereal power]
I don’t have to be your gentle tea,
I am the river’s wrath, I am destiny.
From the ashes born, I will never tire,
If the world denies me…
I’ll set it on fire.
[Outro – soft harp and breathy echo]
…set it on fire.
Details
GeneratedAug 25, 2025
Duration3:11
LanguageEnglish
Style
Mystical Celtic Melody with Flutes and Enchanting Harp, female
Credits
Prompt byOpenEyes
ModelAria v4
