Ancestors' Sacred Chant

I'm going to play a little bit of this song. I'm going to play a little bit of this song. I'm going to play a little bit of this song. My voice is rising to the night. Who calls the ancient fire? We do, we call it higher. Waves crash on endless shore. Bind us forever. Echoes forever sound. The pull of the deep blue sea. Calls from eternity has joined in the circle's grace. Spirits dance in this holy place. Voices weave through the starry veil. Hear the chill. Rivers glow, rivers soar in this ride. Our spirits soar together strong forevermore. Unite in the sacred call. Hearts as one, we never fall. The earth, all revere the earth. The sky, the sea in harmony eternally. Where the weak become strong. Ocean's breath on our skin. Soul on festive fires. Chase away the storms. Harmony binds the wandering. Binds the wandering soul. Percival flow. We sing for the ones before ancestor. Our spirits soar together strong forevermore. Unite in the sacred call. Hearts as one, revere the earth. The sky, the sea in harmony. Spirits linger. Softly fade echoes whisper. Unafraid unity holds. And the seas rise. Never cease rise. Ever seas rise. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Eternally. Holy. Oh. Oh. Holy. Oh.