Ancient Calls

Verse 1: In 2016, the whispers grew loud, A psychic dance, hidden in a spiritual shroud. My mind's eye, open, gazing through the veil, Conversations with spirits on a mystical trail. Attacked by shadows, dark forces in play, I stood my ground, wouldn't let them sway. The journey was rocky, a path less known, Exploring the depths where light hadn’t shone. Chorus: Ancient calls, from the depths of my soul, Guiding me, teaching me, making me whole. In the silence of darkness, I found my fight, Spiritual warriors, bringing the light. Verse 2: Revisiting battles, the echoes of strife, Each lesson a carving on the staff of life. Angelic forces, my shield and guide, Countering darkness that swells like the tide. Entities linger, both friend and foe, A tapestry woven with threads that glow. Learning the language of the cosmic dance, Every hardship a part of the grand expanse. Bridge: Questions profound, in the silence they brew, Why the attacks? What must I do? A spiritual dichotomy, deep and vast, In the realm of the spirits, I’m holding fast. Verse 3: Through psychic realms, my gifts expand, Telepathic whispers, a ghostly hand. 2016, the year of insight, Gaining clarity, enhancing my psychic sight. Guardian spirits converse in dreams, Revealing truths in celestial streams. Every encounter, every divine sign, Fortifies my spirit, aligns the divine. Outro: Ancient calls, now I understand, It’s not just my journey, but a command. To walk in light, to heal, to protect, In the arms of the ancients, I connect.