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Bloodline - Ancestral Chains (Official Music Video)

This is the debut track of Ancestral Chains. The song is titled 'Bloodline'. I, the guitarist & composer (Sumwang Sumnyan), came up with the idea for this song two years ago. Since I have a passion for music, I felt that the only way I could try to let people know about our tribe is through music, because that is what I do. Bloodline is more than music; it is a voice for a people. Through heavy riffs, haunting lyrics, and raw emotion, the song challenges the labels and dismissals placed upon the Nocte tribe, transforming pain into strength. This is not just a track — it is a statement, a reminder that even if history forgets us, our bloodline will not fade. I hope this song reaches at least the audience of Arunachal, and I want to thank everyone who was a part of making this song. Credits- Mix/Mastered- Angaraag phookan Recorded in- Istvaan Studio, Dibrugarh, Assam. Guitar- Sumwang Sumnyan Guest vocalist- Moatwang Akhang Drums- Angaraag Phookan Lyrics- Moatwang Akhang Composed by- Sumwang Sumnyan Video/Editing- BW109FILMS (Winwang Tekwa) Follow us on Instagram Socials: 🔗Ancestral Chains: https://www.instagram.com/ancestralch... 🔗Istvaan Studio: https://www.instagram.com/istvaanstud... 🔗Sumwang Sumnyan: https://www.instagram.com/sumwang_?ig... 🔗Angaraag Phookan: https://www.instagram.com/skyemusic_?... 🔗Moatwang Akhang: https://www.instagram.com/moatwang?ig... 🔗BW109FILMS: https://www.instagram.com/bw109films?... 🔗Winwang Tekwa: https://www.instagram.com/winwangtekw... Special Thanks: Matpang Kamhua Wangkiam Lowang Abhinandan Gogoi Jocha Lowang Medam Hocha Sumnyan Chawian Rajkumari Nihal Taye Karma P. Sona Mido Siram Changkong Apum Yangchin Lama Misen Chimyang Danbang Wangsa Rinchin Tsering Lyrics: Skulls on the altar, soaked in rot, Nocte bloodline — born to haunt. We didn’t fade, we god damn waited, Now your world stands desecrated. We carved gods with sharpened bone, Spoke to death in a tongue unknown. You call it myth — we call it law. And we drag your kind through jungle floor. Ritual ash, skin flayed raw, Steel in hand, we are the law. You preach peace, we chant pain — We slit throats to cleanse the name. Ni Ha Choang Khu nang tong ti Lu pih pachih dangmi Ni tewa heh khothah min ti Ni ajianrik ti dangmih Ni nocte ahang achan Ni nang ta paklak ti ahu Ni nocte, ni aru the Drag your priest to the trees, Strip his skin — let spirits feast. You wore suits, we wore scars, You built walls, we burned stars. You came smiling, full of shame, Calling us brutes — now say our name. Say it loud with choking breath — Say it before you beg for death. No forgiveness, no new deal, We return with ash and steel. We don’t want peace — we want screams, And heads impaled where children dream.