Lyrics

In the dead of night, where the loa dance,
A shadow weaves its wicked trance.
Veve drawn in blood and ash,
Seals the spell, the curse will lash.

The drums of fate, a rhythm dire,
Echoes summon the cleansing fire.
The winds fall silent, the spirits cry,
His craft condemns, the doomed must die.

Cursed voodoo, dark and deep,
Binding dreams to restless sleep.
Through sacred chants and whispered pain,
The houngan’s spell shall always reign.

Cursed voodoo, rise and fall,
No escape, no light, no call.
A shadowed veil, a fate unspoken,
Souls are chained, their will is broken.

With gris-gris hung from jagged trees,
He whispers power to the seas.
The dolls are bound, the sigils gleam,
Their spirits drown in a haunted dream.

A calabash of cursed brew,
Invokes the dead, their wrath anew.
Through serpent tongues, the chant is sung,
The bones declare what must be done.

Cursed voodoo, dark and deep,
Binding dreams to restless sleep.
Through sacred chants and whispered pain,
The houngan’s spell shall always reign.

Cursed voodoo, rise and fall,
No escape, no light, no call.
A shadowed veil, a fate unspoken,
Souls are chained, their will is broken.

The crossroads tremble, the spirits heed,
A pact is forged through blood and need.
The loa’s will cannot be swayed,
The cursed shall fall, their price is paid.

Through shadowed rites, the flames consume,
The veil grows thin beneath the moon.
Their souls entwined, their fate assured,
The houngan’s curse shall not be cured.

Cursed voodoo, dark and deep,
Binding dreams to restless sleep.
Through sacred chants and whispered pain,
The houngan’s spell shall always reign.

Cursed voodoo, rise and fall,
No escape, no light, no call.
A shadowed veil, a fate unspoken,
Souls are chained, their will is broken.

The spirits linger, the tides obey,
A houngan’s curse won’t fade away.
Through bone and blood, his craft prevails,
The hunter’s shadow that never fails.