Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I went down to the forest, where the spirits dance and moan,
Lit a candle at the crossroads, but I was never alone.
There was a whisper in the shadow, and a fire in the clay,
Said: “Boy, you ain’t just lost — you’ve been born this way.”
[Chorus]
Mara Palumbra, ride that storm,
From roots and bones, my soul is born.
Through the veil where the dead still speak,
I found the truth that the meek won’t seek.
[Verse]
I drank the brew of ancestors, smoked the song of the trees,
Heard the serpent in the silence, crawlin’ deep through my knees.
African dirt on my hands, Latin fire in my chest,
I ain’t lookin’ for heaven — I’m huntin’ my own unrest.
[Chorus]
Mara Palumbra, call my name,
Through rites and flames, I shed my shame.
Under moons that bleed and gods that bite,
I became the storm, not the man in fright.
[Bridge]
They told me magic was illusion...
They never danced with ghosts.
They never carved sigils in their skin,
Or walked naked through their oaths.
But I did.
I do.
[Verse]
Now I preach with no altar, bleed with no regret,
My shadow walks before me, and I ain’t done yet.
Got spirits in my pocket, got death on speed dial,
And every mile I walk — I do it Palumbrista style.
[Final]
Mara Palumbra, night-borne creed,
You don’t follow gods, you become the seed.
Of power, pain, and sacred sin,
Where the real damn journey begins…
[Outro]
Begins… begins… begins…