They strip these things from you, will learn the truth,
their nightmares will come true, when we know our
Ignite the sage and roll up the sticky
Light the candles, we manifestin' quickly
They say no weapon formed against us
All their words can almost flood
The era of the chosen one is at hand
Five fingers to five points,
it's thought thus that we be
I think, I speak, I feel,
Ambitious ancestor wisdom
flowing through our veins
Orisha etched into my brain
Congo tribes moving through full of flames
then in those is the blame
Look, knock on the ground
For this situation you facing,
Look, what we fear is what we truly are
From these praying grannies
They strip these things from you,
Their nightmares will come true,
They strip these things from you,
Their nightmares will come true,
Feet in the soil and hands on a tree
As above, so below, a reflection of me
I see demons at night and
From the risen as we follow
Frankincense feet burnin'
Let the seals on the wall and
And that ringin' that you hear is
we be the children of the great elders
Dancing in rivers in white,
and they've never failed us
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