Tales For The Unspoken Makumba
In a black magic ritual
I feel the coldness of death
Energy consumed my soul
A deal with evil spirits
For they made you feel the pain
Diseases, anguish, disgrace
LAST TEAR, the one who live in the blind eyes
Ancient African spirits arise from the jungle
to spread they revenge around the world
Your tears feed the taste of fear!
Your tears feed the taste of pain!
Macumba is the ritual of death!!!
ixú will take you to him
And from there you'll never leave
you will pay and suffer for all that you did
I saw a your picture being stuck
in the mouth of a dead frog
this is a sign that your life
is coming to the end
All the evil that you made will return to yourself
My life is finished now
I have nothing to lose
So i saw my body moving
attracted by that strange song
unleash my malignacy to my enemys
this will destroy you all!
the feeling of an external silencer
the ritual has started
MAKUMBA is the real dark magic
while you cry evil laughs at you
