Spirits of the Indigo Night

Red clay fractures beneath the heel - the squall begins to climb.
Crushed leaf-stew in boiling vats stains the sky in prime.
Raw rawhide stretched across the Bata, tension bindings strain:
Midnight unleashes everything daylight locked in chain.
The drum-cords haul our living sinews, dry sand throws a flare,
The untamed essence of our lineage roars into the air!


(Hey-ya! - Spirits are awake!)
(Hey-ya! - Stand and never break!)

Припев
The indigo night tears wide open through the chest!
Stomp down this ancient dirt, tear through the manifest!
Fire underneath our feet, thunder rolls the track,
Not a single stride retreating, never looking back!
Spirits of the indigo command the frontal drive,
Tribe of the living flame calls the host alive!


Wind whips through the mango limbs, stripping bark and sheet.
Deep in midnight’s gaping jaws, summons flash and meet.
A jagged gust tears down the arrogance of foreign stone,
Who enters this forbidden ring surrenders to no throne.
Dundun strikes against the ribs, wringing out the cry,
We dance this hurricane to life, letting timelines die!


(Hey-ya! - Cleave the pitch-black sky!)
(Hey-ya! - Drive the summit high!)

Припев
The indigo night tears wide open through the chest!
Stomp down this ancient dirt, tear through the manifest!
Fire underneath our feet, thunder rolls the track,
Not a single stride retreating, never looking back!
Spirits of the indigo command the frontal drive,
Tribe of the living flame calls the host alive!

Quiet. The tall grass flattens down.
The earth lies heavy, raw as sacred ground.
Ancient roots knotted deep beneath the sand,
We speak directly where the deities stand.
Whispering elders liquefy the granite stone,
As long as this relentless drum hammers through the bone
No one will ever break us! No one breaks our will!
RISE UP!

Припев
The indigo night tears wide open through the chest!
Stomp down this ancient dirt, tear through the manifest!
Fire underneath our feet, thunder rolls the track,
Not a single stride retreating, never looking back!
Spirits of the indigo command the frontal drive,
Tribe of the living flame calls the host alive!