Name: Standing Outside a Broken Phone Booth with Money in My Hand by The Real ✪
Duration: 3 min 50 s
Description: Cover: Primitive Radio Gods - "Standing Outside a Broken Phone Booth with Money in My Hand"

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Back There 4 U

In My Mind

I was born beneath Cleopatra’s star,
A crown of hunger pressed to my brow.
The Abbess whispered discipline,
The Hermit taught me silence—
And I walked barefoot through the chambers of my wounds,
Listening for the echo of my name.

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Chorus

I rebuild each broken bone with stone.
I rise from ashes, I rise alone.
Minobimaadiziwin — life made whole.
I am the howl, I am the flame.
Viltur, seiðr, úlfur untamed.

⸻

Death came crooked, not as release,
But as the theft of every chalice.
Childhood spilled from my hands,
Sisterhood drowned in salt.
Grief carved its initials in my bones,
And I lay in the ashes,
Counting all I had lost.

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Chorus
I rebuild each broken bone with stone.
I rise from ashes, I rise alone.
Bimaadiziwin — breath returned.
I am the howl, I am the flame.
Viltur, seiðr, úlfur untamed.

⸻

But the quills turned sharp within me.
I gathered burdens like torches,
Ten sceptres blazing in the night.
I raised the coin from the dust,
And traded sorrow for fire.

The wheel turned and I turned with it.
Strength was not given,
But torn from the throat of despair.
The words I swallowed now rise,
Eight blades of truth
Unleashed in the air like storm.

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Chorus

I rebuild each broken bone with stone.
I rise from ashes, I rise alone.
Minobimaadiziwin — life made whole.
I am the howl, I am the flame.
Viltur, seiðr, úlfur untamed.

⸻

And now—
Queen of Coins, Helena’s crown—
I stand in the ruin made fertile.
My thighs are roots, my breath the wind,
My womb the cavern of the earth.
I kuln at the sun until the rivers wake.
I howl at the moon until the wolves remember.
I dance in my scars until they bloom with moss,
And my blood calls the ancestors home.

⸻

Final Chorus

I rebuild each broken bone with stone.
I rise from ashes, I rise alone.
Bimaadiziwin — breath returned.
I am the howl, I am the flame.
Viltur, seiðr, úlfur untamed.

Viltur Seiðr

Cover: Primitive Radio Gods - "Standing Outside a Broken Phone Booth with Money in My Hand"

Standing Outside a Broken Phone Booth with Money in My Hand

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