Echoes of the Tempest

From the whispers of the mountains, in echoes born, Bardi B found her sound in the eye of the storm. Her heart, a drumbeat, in the rhythm of the wild, A daughter of the winds, nature's unrestrained child. With every strum on her lute of storm-felled tree, She captures the spirits of the wind, the land, the sea. Her songs, a battlecry, where freedom's found, In the clash of chords, a world unbound. Bardi B, lead the way! Through the storm’s relentless sway, In the roar of your play, we find the night and day. With Thunder Blood, ride the skies, where the echoes never die, Bardi B, lead the way! Let the tempest music play! Underneath the starlight where shadows blend, She crafts her lore, where myth and truth contend. With Thunder Blood, her kin, in unity they throng, Their music a thunderous, unyielding song. From village serene to the edge of night's realm, Her melodies steer the ship, with her at the helm. Through mists that whisper of ancient fears, Her music conquers, calms, and clears. Bardi B, lead the way! Through the storm’s relentless sway, In the roar of your play, we find the night and day. With Thunder Blood, ride the skies, where the echoes never die, Bardi From the whispers of the mountains, in echoes born, Bardi B found her sound in the eye of the storm. Her heart, a drumbeat, in the rhythm of the wild, A daughter of the winds, nature's unrestrained child. With every strum on her lute of storm-felled tree, She captures the spirits of the wind, the land, the sea. Her songs, a battlecry, where freedom's found, In the clash of chords, a world unbound. Bardi B, lead the way! Through the storm’s relentless sway, In the roar of your play, we find the night and day. With Thunder Blood, ride the skies, where the echoes never die, Bardi B, lead the way! Let the tempest music play! Underneath the starlight where shadows blend, She crafts her lore, where myth and truth contend. With Thunder Blood, her kin, in unity they throng, Their music a thunderous, unyielding song. From village serene to the edge of night's realm, Her melodies steer the ship, with her at the helm. Through mists that whisper of ancient fears, Her music conquers, calms, and clears. Bardi B, lead the way! Through the storm’s relentless sway, In the roar of your play, we find the night and day. With Thunder Blood, ride the skies, where the echoes never die, Bardi