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[red man pounding on a blue drum. Skewered white corpses stain the ground around him.]
Ancient ones, we never forgot,
we never forgive.
Drum beat ricochet,
frenzied trance,
offering to the GODS.
Possess me, they will be done.
We pray, aid us,
direct our hands.
Voice of liberty,
burn in our hearts.
Path of the hero,
Path of VODOU.
My vessel I offer.
Same vow.
Boukman Dutty
We are still alive.
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