Viking Blood In A Southern Sun

Intro

Yeah…

Nightfall turnin’ up, silence, I can hear it now…

Verse

Mama got a ring and a razor wire kiss,

Tied knots with a method, behind bars, life’s abyss,

Ceremony in the cell light, vows in the echo chamber,

Concrete roses, cold hands, fate’s a constant danger.

I was born with a puzzle, but they lost all the pieces,

Brain wired different—synapse chasin’ thesis,

Every door’s locked, crowd lookin’ through me,

I fix what’s shattered, but they don’t see the true me.

Father dipped in the rearview, three years, ghosted,

Got a shadow where his face was, childhood roasted,

Lunch table empty, I’m the question they don’t answer,

Weird kid, sharp mind, outcasted like a cancer.

Pre-chorus

Love’s a paradox, I give it, but I curse the crowd,

Soul like a storm, but I never say it loud,

Gentle like a breeze, violent in the veins,

Lineage of thunder, pumping ice through the pain.

Chorus

Viking blood in a Southern sun,

Northern winds got me on the run,

Mind like a fjord, heart like a drum,

Nobody see the gold in the slums.

Verse

Brains like a blueprint, fixin’ what’s twisted,

But the streets only speak in the language of misfits,

Sirens sing lullabies, red and blue flashin’,

Future in fragments, hope steady crashin’.

I don’t fit the pattern, don’t follow the code,

Flesh of the fallen, spirit in revolt,

I see the gears grindin’ behind every mask,

Trust nobody, love everybody, paradox in the flask.

No support lines, just wires and glass,

Heart in a vault, soul cut with sass,

Talkin’ to shadows, ridin’ with ghosts,

If pain’s a religion, then I’m gettin’ close.

Bridge

Viking mind, southern roots,

Marchin’ to war in invisible boots,

Thunder in silence, violence in calm,

Cradle of steel, wrapped in a psalm.

Chorus

Viking blood in a Southern sun,

Northern winds got me on the run,

Mind like a fjord, heart like a drum,

Nobody see the gold in the slums.

Chorus

Viking blood in a Southern sun,

Northern winds got me on the run,

Mind like a fjord, heart like a drum,

Nobody see the gold in the slums.

Outro

Yeah… hollow crown…

Fixin’ broken halos…

Weird kid, cold heart, hot hands…

Never see the gold in the slums…