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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Old record spinning in the yard
Dust on the cover
Fire in the song
Elders humming
Rocking slow
Eyes closed
Every word strong
[Chorus]
Burning like a nyahbinghi flame
Calling every lost one by their name
From St. Ann hills to every shore
Spear still marching
Spirit at the door (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
Drums talk truth in the evening heat
Children sway
Bare feet in the clay
Story of the captives
Story of the brave
Carried in the chant we sing today
[Chorus]
Burning like a nyahbinghi flame
Calling every lost one by their name
From St. Ann hills to every shore
Spear still marching
Spirit at the door
[Bridge]
Voice like thunder
Heart like rain
Wash this wounded world again
If you listen close
You hear that cry
“Remember who you are
” rising to the sky
[Chorus]
Burning like a nyahbinghi flame
Calling every lost one by their name
From St. Ann hills to every shore
Spear still marching
Spirit at the door (Spear still marching)
Burning
Burning
Nyahbinghi flame
Rising
Rising
Always the same
Details
GeneratedJan 17, 2026
Duration3:26
LanguageEnglish
Style
Roots reggae in the classic Burning Spear tradition: slow, meditative one-drop groove, deep round bass, rimshot snare, and hand drums. Horn section carries simple, haunting lines, with male vocals up front—urgent yet stoic. Group chants and call-and-response on the hook, light organ skank, and subtle dub echoes on key phrases., reggae, tribute
Credits
Prompt by
LukeSleepWalkerZwART
LukeSleepWalkerZwARTModelAria v5
Prompt
A tribute to the reggae music made by burning spear, male vocalist reggae music
