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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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Lyrics
Description
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Outro
Under the flicker of the tavern flame, I stand defiant, raw, and wild,
A hero's mask I wear with scars, that run deep to 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 batheron 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,
An underdog with fire in his veins, In this Celtic folk rock, I break the chains.
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 bagpipes wail, Ballaron thunders, old tales are told,
Vintage strings and pipes entwined, Defying modern cold and bold.
Please God, help me hear my battle cry, Bagpipes roar beneath the stormy sky,
An underdog with fire in his veins, In this Celtic folk rock, I break the chains.
Bagpipes lead the charge, relentless and raw, Fiddle and batheron drives the crowd to
roar, Vintage tones, no modern guise,
This is our fight, our truth arise.
So raise your glasses, stomp your feet, Let ancient rhythms 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,
An underdog with fire in his veins, In this Celtic folk rock, I break the chains.
Let vintage echoes carry on, Through every tavern, hill and glen,
Our story 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.