Pétur Söebech Quinn

Beneath the northern sky— So vast, so still, so fair, Teaching the heart to listen, Teaching the soul to care. Beneath the northern sky— Where silence learns to speak, Where courage rises quietly In spirits worn and weak. Beneath the northern sky— We learn to stand aware.

And I rise, rise, rise On the motion I create. Every heartbeat builds a pathway, Every moment shifts my fate. I don’t wait for inspiration — I become the moving fuel. I am carried by the rhythm Of the Momentum Rule.

Come on, come on The world is waking with us Come on, come on The night is turning to trust Come on, come on I feel the music begin Come on, come on Let the whole world breathe in

Yes yes — nothing but prosperity, A rising wave of energy. Yes yes — glowing in the night, Turning every shadow into light. Yes yes — nothing but prosperity, A future made of clarity. Yes yes — echoing through me, A cosmic rhythm setting me free.

The light upon the hill, Forever shining still. Through every doubt, through every fear, It tells me love is always near. The light upon the hill, A promise time can’t kill. It glows for hearts that dare to climb, Beyond the edge of space and time.