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✨This remix rises from the sacred invitation of Draks 💙⛧🩸ᛞ⚔️ᛟ🜏 (formerly known as Draksvord), who opened his ancestral chant to the world—an act of trust, courage, and creative communion.🌍
“Dear Souls-i, I invite you to take these wonderful ancestral songs and make them dance to your Sounds… on your Imaginations…. 💙”
—@stefdedieu
🌿This version, titled “Path of Fire”, tells the story of a hunted Apache soul who becomes the fire itself.
At dawn, the land is invaded. He runs—not in fear, but in rhythm with thunder.
With every step, his legacy burns brighter.
He is chased, yes… but never caught.
Because you cannot catch a spirit that runs with the ancestors.
🪶You know me… if you invite me, I’ll end up telling a story—hehe. I love to tell stories, and maybe this time I got carried away more than expected. Perhaps I drifted a bit from the strictly spiritual tone of the original chant, but this is how I honor what moves me: through storytelling, through feeling, through fire in every word. From the deepest part of me, I truly hope I’ve honored the Apache spirits with respect and heart—those who still ride between the fire, the earth, and the wind.
💫Draks 💙⛧🩸ᛞ⚔️ᛟ🜏 is no longer held by past pain.
He has shed the name Draksvord, and with it, the weight he once carried.
This remix is also a tribute to that evolution—a soul who dared to rise again.
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🎧 I invite you to create your own remix too. Once it’s done, comment on the original chant here:
https://suno.com/song/aaa15dc8-5afa-4d6c-8d62-b74e040053ba
He’s building a playlist of souls who dared to dance with the ancestors.
To include your flame in this sacred playlist: https://suno.com/playlist/ff75f091-9e63-4ca4-8588-fa6e3f591a4d Let your voice flow freely in the wind, let the chants be reborn through sound, and let the music remain the bridge between who we are and what we remember. 🔥
🌌 Let the drums speak.
🔥 Let the wind remember.
🜏 Let us honor the chant… by running with it.
Thank you, Draks.
This path burns for a reason. 🐎🔥
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They came at dawn.
No warning. No sound.
Just shadows slicing through sacred ground.
I grabbed the drum. I ran through flame.
The mountain roared. It called my name.
“Run, son of fire. Run like thunder!”
The wind behind me,
and rage underfoot.
Yo way oh! Yo wa hey!
Drums like fire! Steps don’t stay!
Yo way oh! Yo wa hey!
Chased by steel, but I won’t break!
Yo wa oh! Hey ya, hey yo!
This is the rhythm of fight and flame!
Yo wa oh! Hey ya, hey yo!
This is my path. This is my name.
I leapt through rivers,
blood on the leaves.
Breathing like war,
heart beat like beasts.
They hunt with guns—
I answer with sky.
With every step,
I refuse to die.
The spirits circle.
They chant my breath.
I’m one with fire.
I run past death.
Hi yaaa hooo ya… way oh hiiiii…
I don’t run now.
I strike. I turn.
The hunter burns
when the hunted learns.
I light the forest.
I blind the blade.
I am Apache—
I do not fade.
Yo way oh! Yo wa hey!
The fire runs in my veins today!
Yo wa oh! Hey ya, hey yo!
Let them chase. I know the way.
Yo wa oh! Yo wa HEY!
This is my land. This is my flame.