The voodoo man is my father
The more he doesn’t bother
The more mom seeks the neighborhood shamans
A witch
Boiling her emotions
In the couldron of desire
Higher and higher
Further and further
The voodoo man is my father
The more he doesn’t bother
The more I become a seperate entity
A wizard
Creating my own reality
In the existence of emotion
Higher and higher
Further and further
The voodoo man is my father