Voran
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I actually meant to perform this in a higher register, to invoke flight and altitude, but that didn't work out with the wind noise, so Dark Smoky Dramatic Mezzo-Soprano of Doom Mode it is.
Lyrics:
High up on the headland
I shelter a frail candle flame, I cast the spell
I feel the recklessness as I take flight and the winds swell
High up in the wild gales
Saltwater fountains up from the sea
I laugh at gravity as she tells me I may not leave
And I'll fly far away from here
And I'll wander over the ocean wide
Far out on the ocean
The vivid cold sparkles at my back and wings
I dance a wild trepak as the northern god Nursuuk sings
Far away on a distant shore
He waits for me, dressed in his white flight uniform
I touch my beak to his as he lifts off into the storm
And I'll fly far away from here
And I'll wander over the ocean wide
Lyrics:
High up on the headland
I shelter a frail candle flame, I cast the spell
I feel the recklessness as I take flight and the winds swell
High up in the wild gales
Saltwater fountains up from the sea
I laugh at gravity as she tells me I may not leave
And I'll fly far away from here
And I'll wander over the ocean wide
Far out on the ocean
The vivid cold sparkles at my back and wings
I dance a wild trepak as the northern god Nursuuk sings
Far away on a distant shore
He waits for me, dressed in his white flight uniform
I touch my beak to his as he lifts off into the storm
And I'll fly far away from here
And I'll wander over the ocean wide