The first throne falls. Poison in the water, lightning on the way.
Eight Loas.
Every one must fall.
Eight Loas.
Every one must fall.
Eight Loas.
Every one must fall.
Damballa spoke in omens when I turned the outpost black,
Swore the Ezes would unite, form a wall against my back.
But dem dey squabble in chambers, disagreeing on the night from day,
I step into shadows just to watch what cowards say.
I am patient.
But never mistake it for the cowering of the meek,
I’m the stillness of the leopard who has found blood they seek.
Rada Mysters. The Thunder dey.
Poison in the water. Lightning on the way.
Rada Mysters. Your Loa done fall.
The War Eze came for everything — everything means all.
Radha Loa. The Thunder came for you.
Poison in your blood. There's nothing you can do.
We breached the walls before moon touch sky,
Niri warriors axes raised high
The Loa who never runs. Stumbling on her feet
She drew her blade and screamed "Vodun does not retreat!"
But the sickness in her blood did the work for me.
Her warrior swung his blade — a valiant, wasted stand.
The Mysters' finest warrior falling at my hand.
Rada Mysters. The Thunder dey.
Poison in the water. Lightning on the way.
Rada Mysters. Your Loa done fall.
The War Eze came for everything — everything means all.
Radha Loa. The Thunder came for you.
Poison in your blood. There's nothing you can do.
Blood spattered from her mouth — a blade found her back.
The Loa who earned her throne through sweat will fall to our attack.
She looked at me — no fear, no begging, just the flame.
But the flame no save you when the storm learns your name.
Papa Legba come from nowhere, grabbed her body to his chest,
Their skin went pale like water and they vanished heading west.
I hurled my axe — they disappeared. Like a ghost, like steam.
Rada Mysters burned behind me. The end of a Vodunese dream.
They said the Loa earned her seat when every odd was stacked,
They said no army in the land could breach the Mysters' back.
They never met the Thunder. They never met the storm.
They never saw what Niri do when Niri warriors born.
Rada Mysters. The Thunder dey.
Poison in the water. Lightning on the way.
Rada Mysters. Your Loa done fall.
The War Eze came for everything — everything means all.
Radha Loa. The Thunder came for you.
Poison in your blood. There's nothing you can do.
The fortress is ours. The Loa bleeds somewhere in the dark.
She trusted her walls. She trusted her name.
But the walls had poison in them, and nothing remain.
Eight Loas.
Every one must fall.
Eight Loas.
Every one must fall.