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earth giv it and earth take it (darker hard version)

This song tells the story of me at a rat's funeral. +24.01.2026+ With this gesture, I want to appreciate every living being. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fast Hardtechno, Celtic atmospheric, pagan trance, 160 BPM, ethereal powerfull female and male vocals with Gaelic-inspired phonetics, ancient druidic chanting, flowing vowels, heavy hardtechno kick, tribal percussion, spectral synth pads, mystical forest ambience, High-energy Celtic Hard Techno, ancient bagpipe synth leads, dark forest atmosphere, industrial texture, euphoric pagan energy, fast and relentless, 160 bpm, Hypnotic, dark techno groove combined with ancient Celtic melodies played on fiddle, low whistle, bagpipes, and hurdy-gurdy mental techno, underground rave, hypnotic acid, driving hard kick, industrial atmosphere, 165 bpm, hardtechno, mental techno tribe, heavy industrial kick followed by rolling 808 saw bassline, gritty 303 acid textures, underground rave vibe, 165 bpm, G Minor, industrial texture, euphoric pagan energy, fast and relentless, 160 bpm, The structure follows an intro, verse, chorus, verse, chorus, bridge, and an atmospheric outro Lyrics : [male vocal – verse II] I called the grey-bound guardian, the hound sworn to my side, Quercus, son of root and bark, with winter in his stride. The circle closed in silence, the chase cut breath from bone, no triumph, no rejoicing— just a life returning home. ________________________________________ [female vocal – chorus] Oh Earth who gives, oh Earth who takes, receive what walks your thread. Through root and frost, through ash and wind, no life is truly dead. Raven watches from above, Rat walks paths unseen, no ending—only turning, between the worlds, between. ________________________________________ [male vocal – verse III] I gathered smoke and symbols, feather, branch, and flame, incense for the crossing where all spirits change their name. The raven feather whispered of death that grants clear sight, the fir spoke of green returning from the long white bite. ________________________________________ [male vocal – verse IV] We walked the forest slowly, hound and man as one, hunger in the belly, the day still not begun. Frozen paths like mirrors, breath pale in the air, the hilltop called us upward to meet the sky laid bare. ________________________________________ [female vocal – chorus] Oh Earth who gives, oh Earth who takes, receive what walks your thread. Power-animal Rat so wise, teacher of need and bread. Small survivor, shadow guide, fearless in the cold, you lead us through the narrow ways where ancient truths are told. ________________________________________ [male vocal – verse V] The ground was hard with memory, winter locked its jaw, yet hand by hand I opened what the season swore to bar. I laid the signs beside her, for what would travel on, first sand, then forest soil— where all debts are gone. ________________________________________ [male vocal – verse VI (slow, ritual)] I spoke to dirt and distance, not loud, not to be heard: “The earth gives us all things, the earth takes us back.” Gratitude for meeting, for lesson, for exchange, may your next life open wide in richness, luck, and change. ________________________________________ [female vocal – chorus (stronger)] Oh Earth who gives, oh Earth who takes, the raven sings the rite. The wolf-hound stands in falling snow, the forest holds its breath in white. One life sinks into silence, one spark begins to rise, the wheel turns soft and endless before the watching skies. ________________________________________ [male + female vocal – bridge] [male vocal] In frost there is no lying, in death there sleeps a seed. [female vocal] What falls will root again, what ends fulfills a need. [both vocals] The circle closes gently, never still, never thin. ________________________________________ [female vocal – final chorus, expansive] Oh Earth who gives, oh Earth who takes, we walk on borrowed ground. Through winter, forest, return and breath, our truest home is found. Rat and Raven, Hound and Man, in old Celtic bond we stand, we give ourselves back to the Mother, back into her hand.