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MAC TÍRE – GEIS OF THE NIGHT PATH

Epic cinematic folk-metal anthem featuring a blend of traditional acoustic instruments and heavy modern production, The track opens with ethereal female vocalizations over a drone, transitioning into a mid-tempo 4/4 rhythm at approximately 85 BPM, Instrumentation includes a prominent hurdy-gurdy, nyckelharpa, and acoustic guitar, layered with distorted electric guitars and thunderous orchestral percussion, The vocal arrangement features a powerful baritone male lead and a soaring soprano female lead, often harmonizing in fifths or octaves, The chord progression follows a dark, minor-key modal structure, primarily in D minor, utilizing i-VI-VII movements, Production is high-fidelity with expansive reverb on vocals, sharp transients on the drums, and a dense, wall-of-sound mix during the choruses, The structure follows an intro, verse, chorus, verse, chorus, bridge, and an atmospheric outro Lyrics (Hoo-ooh-ooh-ooh) [Verse 1] Under the sea the hills where the iron sleeps I lay my name down for the old ones to keep Mactire, walk with me [Verse 2] Cold wind braids through hovel and scar The moon is a wound in the hide of the dark You do not rush, you do not fade You breathe in circles of hunger and need Mactire moves where the past divide Not tame, not cruel, but iron-eyed You know the law before words were made Before crown or coin, before blade met blade [Chorus] Mactire, hey-hey-ho Voice of bone and snow Guardian of the deep night gate Where no false feet go By the old guys sworn, by fang and breath Mactire, mactire-ho Carry me through death (Hey-ho, mactire! Hey-ho!) [Verse 3] I walk stripped clean of flag and lie With ash on my chest and frost in my eye You test my pace, you read my smell Asking if my animal knows truth from spell Children of the Fianna run in your blood Not kings, not slaves, but the oath and the mud You teach by distance, by tooth and stare What to take alone, what to share [Chorus] Mactire, mactire, hey-hey-ho Singer of the spine You break the weak and guard the true Hey-ho, by root and sign When the drum goes low and the fire is tight Mactire, mactire-ho Keep me feral, keep me right [Bridge] Claw on stone, breath on air Show me the line I must not cross I am no shepherd, I am no sheep I am the silence the pack keeps Between the strike and the choice to stay Mactire, just without a word to say No throne, no god, no leash, no crown Only night, only track, only sound (Hey-ho, hey-ho, mactire!) [Chorus] Mactire, mactire, hey-hey-ho Hear the old world wake By ice and bone, by moon and scar Hey-ho, I do not fake If I fall, let me fall away If I stand, let me stand undone Mactire, mactire-ho Till the long road's run [Outro] And back to the sea Back to the snow The path remembers what the mouth once swore