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Beat the drum of the gods (dope chant)
curse rolls all over the land,
Evil prophets of distruction 
Every where
With their words of deceit 
Manipulating the weak
Evil spirits invoke
on every coners of the world
All the people celebrating to nothing
busy drinking and sexing
Satanic style all over places
On planet earth 
yet we complain that we suffer
Above all 
The GOD is angry


Beat the drums of the gods 
They have a message for us all
We pray the sun arise
Cos the land is in trouble
We forgot the sacrifice
 of our ancestors oh Africa
We left the ways of our ancestors 
We refuse the foot steps of our root
To babylon we depend to live
That makes us Crying and wanting


Beat the drum of the gods
Cos GOD is sited on the throne 
The greed of men curse
Blood shed to stain the garment of the GOD
The greed of man strike the sword of the GOD
The land is felty 
For long the land 
know no peace
Like we complain we suffer


Beat the drums of the gods
The gods have a message from GOD
Let the angels decend from above 
with the letter of hope
Let all dead soul receive life
But if only we could reture
Back to our originality
Back to our root
Then we could do right
For we now know no peace


Beat the drum of the gods
Let every evil flee
Let every darkness receive light
For we need healing 
We need a change
Let GOD arise
Let all enemy of love flee
We need a revolution 
I remained to my acestors way
the land is polluted
The people are suffering
 destruction upon us 
Like a down
But with a solution ignored 
By our self satisfaction 


Beat the drum of the gods
They got a message for you
Free yourself in presence of GOD
Come with a pure heart
So you can feel the GOD
The GOD is love!
His gift is peace
The gods are waiting for the willing soul
To present to GOD
 But is a pitty
Shadow are what we offer to the gods
In exchange of our souls to material need
Where we live to die cowardly 
Living for nothing!

Beat the drum of the gods
They have our freedoom
They play the true and 
Beautiful tones of life on our behalf to GOD
To every soul ready to live
Dance away your sorrow 
To the air of freedom 
For the gods are awake to your rescue,


Beat the drum of the gods
While We keep runing 
for help to distance places
In chaos of poverty 
we lament day and night,
If only we could realise who we are 
On planet earth oh Africans
If only we could understand the meaning 
of our identity
Only till then,
will GOD be please with the land!
Beat the drum of the gods!
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