Nyemba
The eyes of Nyemba – They look at me As far as Veya can see And she cries to me, her father How painful to watch, but not bother? Falling to the knee, I see as clear as mud Nyemba – is not my flesh and blood! Her insides burn, and louder the crowd becomes Dancing to the drgums We sing, and blow away the curse Until her ashes traverse The heart of Veya glows upon these hills To burn away yesterdays ills We place the ashes - in OKOVE And seal away the curse Hail Veya
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
Thrown in the pits of whydah Darkness gnaws at your eyes Your flesh the serpents strew And tease your wounded thigh Winters night is near The warmth they can't resist Your flesh the serpents spear Until your cries are clear In the Pits of Whydah I will kill all Nemba (x4) Thrown in the pits of Whydah You hold the blood of Nyemba Your flesh the serpents spear Until your cries are clear
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
If you think I'm mad Let me be so glad To prove to you my sanity When I looked at the child I could swear he smiled Mocking my malady He made me feel old Deathly cold Brought upon me – gravity And now you wonder Why I look younger This is no fantasy May the stars be my witness I'm the greatest genius When you heard the cry Breaking through the night of sky I carved an OKOVE From the Joyous Heart Worshiping the work of art Bestowed in youthful brilliance
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
Ring the bells before Blood sets on these shores They don't need no fire Their bellies swell with crier Ring the bells again Eyes glow in the den Where hunger is concerned There can be no restraint Hammer on and again Or your blood "they will drain" Abikus, Marching towards us Ring the bells What, Why, Stop!!! Curse you Nyemba The bells don't chime Abiku, drunk on kinred flesh Blood on the Bells
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
He heard the beasts howl The air was thick and foul He prayed it was just a dream And then he heard the scream He armed himself with his spear His hands were trembling with fear Peaking between the door He saw the inconceivable terror The Horror, The Horror He stabbed the beast But it vanished into the misty fog There lay his deceased Maimed in deathly shock From behind - translucent hands Sink their nails in his throat Ripped apart - his bloody spurts… The wizard gloats
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
Dance of the sword Blood for the lord Rid us - of Sinkinda Chalk from the heavens To Paint this devil Rid us - of Sinkinda Cry of the hunters Heed our prayers Rid us -of Sinkinda Dance of the sword Blood for the Lord Rid us – of Sinkinda Sinkinda In her tomb Sinkinda Evil Blooms Sinkinda In her tomb Sinkinda Evil Blooms We are the children We are the servants With holy steel We break the seal Out with the current Flowing upon steel To earth's surface Sinkinda bleeds To starless skies The soul will fly Death’s kiss The eternal abyss
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
I've looked at your king - he's fallen ill Nyemba has taken control of his His soul the demons prey He might not see another day I can cure him with Muti Pay up and I'll do my duty I swear you won't regret this I will light the abyss Bring me flesh Even better fresh Turn over stones Bring me bones Bring me a choir To sing through fire Worship the idol Of Spiritual revival To the drums we dance Until we enter a trance The otherworld we draw From the devils claws Wе take the concoction from the coals Rub it insidе his wounds Muti will redeem his soul Return the life death Stole Muti Killing
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
Listen “to the wind” Crows flap their wings Across the witches breath To tenors Death Listen “To the rhythm” The witches stamp their feet To the slaughtered bleat Until the seal is riven Listen “to the thunder” Splitting heaven asunder Crushing down its wings In a pit of stings Listen “To the scream” From beneath the morass Haunting every dream Of the midnight hourglass Listen “to the heart” Beating on a tomb Until the soul departs For еternal gloom Listen “To the rhythm” Thе witches stamp their feet To the slaughtered bleat Until the seal is riven In a dreary moonlight trance Where the otherworldly dance Scavenge for the hidden tomb Posess the ninsisim in the womb The witches dance
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026