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“Seeds of Varghmir” is a heartfelt hymn to the hands that feed the clan. This song honors the farmer, the grower, the keeper of life’s cycle — the one who turns the soil, plants the seed, and ensures the harvest that sustains us all. Gathered around, we sing of hope, patience, and the unbroken bond between earth and sky. This song is a tribute to every soul who works the land, who faces storm and drought with unshaken will, and who keeps the lifeblood of Varghmir flowing through generations. Close your eyes, feel the warmth of the fire, and sing with us — for without the seed, there is no feast, no clan, no future. 🌾 Themes in this song: • The sacred work of planting and harvesting • The farmer’s strength and quiet pride • Gratitude for food, life, and the turning of seasons • Unity of the clan and the bond to Varghmir 🔥 Perfect for: • Viking & folk music lovers • Fantasy RPG & DnD session ambience • Hearthfire gatherings & storytelling nights • Fans of immersive worldbuilding & lore-rich songs A song for the hands that turn the soil – sing it with us! 📜 Lyrics: Verse 1 Hands in earth, the soil we turn, Dreams of spring in hearts that burn. From dark of night, the dawn will rise, Seeds of Varghmir touch the skies. Chorus Oh sing, brothers, sing, The fields of life we bring. With blood and toil, with hope we sow, Varghmir guides, the roots will grow. Verse 2 Through storm and rain, the ground will keep, Silent vows in furrows deep. From humble grain, the clans will stand, Harvest bound by Varghmir’s hand. Chorus Oh sing, sisters, sing, The fields of life we bring. With blood and toil, with hope we sow, Varghmir guides, the roots will grow. Bridge From soil to sky, the circle flows, Varghmir watches, the spirit grows. Together bound, our seeds remain, A living flame through wind and rain. Final Chorus Oh sing, people, sing, The fields of life we bring. With blood and toil, with hope we sow, Varghmir guides, the roots will grow #vikings #music