Wings of a Song
Ira Stonebrook
Folk
About
Gentle acoustic strumming on guitar and mandolin drives this intimate folk track, layered with live instrumentation that captures a raw, communal feel. Narrative lyrics weave tales of rural home and family through organic vocals and simple harmonies, evoking deep nostalgia in a stripped-down production prioritizing natural acoustics. The evocative melodies and heartfelt storytelling transport listeners to endless fields and quiet porches under wide skies.
Lyrics
Shadows claw the veins of night Fury boils in black and cold Chains of doubt, they bind me tight Rebel fire, I crave the war Hear the thunder in my chest Demons whisper, I need five hours Sursurges, no more rest Rise from ashes, touch the sky Scream the void in a storm Unbreakable might, rebellion calls Darkness destroyed in the chaos Faults of torment pierce the dream Mythic beasts in twisted halls Torment fates to vengeful scream I am the hammer, crush the wall Blood ignites, the weak will fall Echoes howl through endless pain Answer, now my battle call Power reigns in pouring rain Deeper still, the abyss Existential blaze consumes War within, no mercy spares Crown of thorns, my victory blows Oh, I claim the fight Oh, I claim the fight Oh, I claim the fight Oh, I claim the fight
Wings of a Song
Ira Stonebrook
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