The Promise - Sylke Carbonite

Ritual explained through both North and Adriatic sea ritual (any sea) that can be used, told within a story of a promise of two people to entwine. Love spell found to be used. Funny how the distance between two seas has similarity in the ritual performed long time ago, no matter the distance between them. Lyrics by: Lafche Twitch:   / lafche   Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/09y9v... Deezer: https://link.deezer.com/s/32fcadhvqGe... Lyrics: L, I think I found something... To the shore we go... The power of the Adriatic sea, used long before Requires a seashell, flat one or scallop of the shore With natural ink draw in it a symbol of your heart or specific symbol of what you dream of in the dark Go to the shoreline at dusk when the tide is coming Hold that shell to your heart, imagine the gray sandy filling Of your loneliness being washed away, By the blue of the water with each wave. Throw the shell on the seventh drum into and on the seventh wave while you sing the words of what they once would say: "What the sea takes, it cleanses What the sea returns, it brings in gold. Let the waves carry my longing and return to me heart that is whole." "What the sea takes, it cleanses What the sea returns, it brings in gold. Let the waves carry my longing and return to me heart that is whole." Then in the realm of Rán and Njörðr of the Old Futhark A tall handsome man comes to the shores of the North sea Full of mystery, holding only flat stone along with thee Using a red pigment of red ochre or any red indeed, Draws a Gebo rune and the Wunjo, beside of it Binds this stone with piece of natural twine or dried seaweed Stand in shallow where the waters reach is thin calls upon the North sea to swallow his intent within Leaves the stone in rock pool to be submerged by high tide for each salt breath to charge the rocky spell entwined, singing: "By the salt and the spray, let the tides turn. May the joy of the Gebo-gift find its way to my hearth." He expects his love that roams this earth to come to thee, to churn the fire that he cannot seem to burn. It is common practice to pay the toll to sea Throws a silver coin or dried herbs into thee To show respect to spirits of the deep and there will be no need for lonely weeps What the sea takes, it cleanses By the salt and the spray, let the tides turn. What the sea returns, it brings in gold. May the joy of the Gebo-gift find its way to my hearth. Let the waves carry my longing and return to me heart that is whole. A promise with their words entwined, I am his he is mine My seed will spill for only your womb, from first kiss until the tomb. #seashanty #gothic #ritual #thewitcher #gothic #metal #music #songpromotion #emotional #spell #spellcraft #ritualistic #coven #norse #balkan #celtic #runes