[Lyric] Ancient Trail (Aromem)

[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
I've been cast off from my own
Those I call my friends are gone
There is no place for me to pitch my tent
Far from the land of my people I am sent
Had it not been for the Spirit of Yah
I would have died without tribe or home

[Chorus]
Because I walk the ancient trail
Twelve tribes I'll call my brethren
Because His fire runs through my veins
My soul shall not fear its fate

[Interlude]

[Verse 2]
I once sat with my empty dreams
My hands filled with worthless things
But when my soul found peace with Yah's Spirit in mе
I cast away all that hindered me
And now I run likе a deer set free
[Chorus]
Because I run the ancient trail
A bow of bronze my hands can bend
Because His fire runs through my veins
Dark spirits shall flee before me

Because I run the ancient trail
Twelve tribes I'll call my brethren
Because His fire runs through my veins
My soul shall not fear its fate