Duppy (Reprise)

[Verse 1: billy woods]

Woke to blood on the gate

Witchcraft whispered by maids

The fear under the mask, my father’s face ashen

Hands grasping held us back

We were kids laughing

A few months later the hearse had him

Graveside

Women clutch white napkins

Black magic

Rumors it wasn’t no accident

State funeral, uniforms and acronyms

Eat with the dead pour strong spirits

We Africans

Yeah, me and my sister

We never really laughed again

It’s obeah we come for

And paid good money

Last weapon of the poor

For this children went hungry

Blood on the door

Buried charms

Paw of monkey

Macbeth palms

Dry-eyed in the Beloved Country

Burglar alarm, reach for the heat

Find nothing

Die quietly in your sleep

They still say your wife did something

Upon your house a pox

A fortnight, body in a box

Don’t believe me, just watch

[Chorus: E L U C I D]

I see fire in a dead man's eyes

I see fire in a dead man's eyes

I see fire in a dead man's eyes

I see fire in a dead man's eyes

[Verse 2: E L U C I D]

Once upon a lynching

Rank fumes of incense

Root workers herb mixing

Graveyard dirt pinching

Intention imprint

Fragrant oils holy waters

Sacrifice for those who fell before us

Retreat to the forest where the moon don’t shine

And the sun barely sweeps the floor

4 corners

Crude shrines

Brick dust outlines

Marooned

Psychic ties

Humbly we commune

Perfumed resin

Laws of attraction

Bats blood

Black arts

Conjure man incantations

Fireside divination

Don’t forget to feed the loas

When the spirit leads

Tell my horse ill ride sidesaddle

Star charts and dream books

Papa la bas live from the botanica

All white attire with a mugwort amulet

Third eye pierce

Geode chevron amethyst

Nature my cathedral

Backwater crossroads talisman

Gypsy woman with a fever vision

Destiny altered in this land of the living

Elders still whisper

Listen in the stillness

[Chorus: E L U C I D]

I see fire in a dead man's eyes

I see fire in a dead man's eyes

I see fire in a dead man's eyes

I see fire in a dead man's eyes

[Verse 3: Curly Castro]

Tread lightly when I walk holy ground

Go tantric in a cemetery, make no sounds

In my concrete red feathers and tomb stones

Travel in the street when you pass vodoun homes

Me no disrespect but me nah fuck with duppy

Call me lucky me nah go near no ghost fuckery

Wouldn't step foot in my grandmama's wake

'Til she whispered in my ear before it's too late

My old wisdom used to commune with those gone

She bore witness to me grandmatha form

Me elders always visit when the hour's gone

Papa Legba Anubis threw dice on my lawn

No calling of lords 'fore the bones go cold

Hunting for the soul once known as Leroy Jones

My daughter is phantom, cross the forts mine

For my best friend's say I deserve a lost life

Watch your mouth, they are mine, be careful what you sign

Death in triplicate, blood on the dotted line

When the soil goes bad, the soil stays strapped

In a lead lined coffin or a nail filled mask

See the fire in a dead man's laugh, ah

See the fire in them duppy man past