Like The Roars Of A Lion – shango comedown above me

the sun goes down
in the dark
burn the fire
sweat becomes mist

the dust hangs over
and the heat whirl around
with the rhythm
beaten up

their reason escaping
little by little
(oh-losing mind)

like a lion is roaring loud

the drum’s sounds echo through
deep in the body
just like a lion
it turns to waves and runs the floor

women are swallowed up
men ride on the waves
rising up high
the drums call respect and fear
like the roars of a lion
and make them kneel down

echoes the sound
a lion roars
the waves run about
rising up

beaten up
burning up
hanging on
with the rhythm

it’s the symbol of power