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Kecak
vom Album Bali Nights
Lyrics
Cak cak-cak cak-cak-cak
Fire circle ancient ground
Fifty throats become one drum
Torchlight carves the dark in half
Heat crawls across my face
Cak-cak the voice becomes the drum
Cak-cak the voice becomes the drum
We are the rhythm
We are the rhythm now
Sweat runs down the chanting men
Their bodies rock like temple bells
The fire throws a hundred shadows
My chest vibrates with sound
Fifty throats become one animal
And the fire answers in a language made entirely of shadows
Cak-cak the voice becomes the drum
Cak-cak the voice becomes the drum
We are the rhythm
We are the rhythm now
Cak the earth speaks through the mouth
Cak the mouth speaks through the fire
Arms rise and fall like breathing waves
The circle has no end
Smoke and voice and pulse and heat
The air is thick with human sound
My heartbeat locks into the chant
I am no longer watching
Cak cak-cak cak