The Shaman

Feathers, bones, feast of herbs
The ring of smoke rise higher
He's on his knees, he shakes his face
To cast the spell upon you
Glistening bodies, savage mind
Entranced by tongue of fire
With serpent eyes he screams and cries
To curse you with his voodoo, ahhh

The spell that he is crying it is driving me insane
My mind recalls an age where I shove the earth to run
I see the gods within the trees
The moon, the sun, the rain
I joined the savage in his trance
The gods and I are one, ahhh