Tribal Vodoun - Nocturnus
Deep inside the islands
Comes a religious belief of
Magical fate
Necromantic tribes of the secret societies
Conducting ceremonies of the
Vodoun faith
Revenge in store for
Enemies they hate
Soon to die awaiting to arise
Doomed to die by a
Malevolent curse
Carnival of chaos
Symbolic designs
Carved in the earth to beckon 'legba'
Rites of the petro
Reflections of rage and violence
Thundering drums echo unforgiving
Tribal chants grow louder
Dancers travel throughout the fire
Deity of fire 'ogu'
Protects skin from the flames
Divine horsemen arrive
Mounting the initiation of possession
Tearing glass utter pandemonium
Spirits indulge in burning torches
Displacement to the ground
Spinning dancers wake to reality
Vodoun cannot be abstracted from the
Day to day life of the believer
All is whole no separation between
Material and spiritual
The bokor
Concocts the powder
With the poisonous datura
Sprinkled upon the gateway of his victim
Body racked with terrible convulsions
Mucus flowered from the nose
And mouth shaking horrible
The edge of consciousness
Criteria of poison
Lethargic coma
Indistinguishable from death
Comatose
Mentally alive pronounced physically dead
Nails driven into
The coffin buried prematurely
Mind slips disoriented complete amnesia
Three days fermented incarnation of evil
Baron samedi
Guardian of the cemetery
Preparing the victim's soul
For zombification
The fear initiates the victim
Psychologically vulnerable
Powder does not secure
Fate it's the mind
Baron unleashes cadaver
A soul trapped in a vessel
Blood spilt offering
Resurrection of zombie
Body without character
Aimlessly wandering through time
Servant to the bokor
Le culte des morts
