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Please God Help Me by jonatan

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Please God Help Me by jonatan - Celtic Folk Rock music cover art

Please God Help Me

Celtic Folk Rock

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Whoa’ Whoa’
Under the flicker of the tavern′ flame I stand defiant, raw and wild.
A hero′s mask I wear with scars that run deep, the so′ called popular child.
They raise their tankards high, yet their whispers cut like blades of steel.
In the crowd′s loud cheer, I′m the shadow they refuse to feel.
Fiddles dance with baron beats, the night ignites a raging storm.
Bagpipes breathe in every breath, a vintage soul in rebel form.
Please God, help me hear my battle cry.
Bagpipes roar beneath the stormy sky and under dark.
With fire in his veins, in this Celtic folk rock I′ll break the chains.
Whoa’ Whoa’
The jigs and reels they swirl around, a lively, angry, vengeful roar.
Each note a dagger sharp and true, for those who look down and ignore.
My heart′s a drum that pounds with pain, yet calls the lost to stand and fight.
A party wild where sorrow meets rage, beneath the moon′s relentless light.
Fiddles clash with bagpipe′s wail, baron thunder′s old tales retold.
Vintage strings and pipes entwine, defying modern cold and bold.
Please God, help me hear my battle cry.
Bagpipes roar beneath the stormy sky and under dark.
With fire in his veins, in this Celtic folk rock I′ll break the chains.
Bagpipes lead the charge, relentless and raw.
Fiddle and bodhran drive the crowd to roar.
Vintage tones, no modern guise.
This is our fight, our truth, our rise.
So raise your glasses, stomp your feet.
Let ancient rhythm fuel the night.
We′re kings without a golden crown, in shadows strong, prepared to fight.
No polished fame or hollow pride, just honest scars and battle cries.
In every shout and every chord, the underdog will rise.
Please God, help me hear my battle cry.
Bagpipes roar beneath the stormy sky and under dark.
With fire in his veins, in this Celtic folk rock I′ll break the chains.
Let vintage echoes carry on through every tavern, hill, and glen.
Our stories set in ancient song, the fight for honor once again.
Please God, help me set me free.
In folk rock′s heart I find my legacy.
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