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Duct Tape on Eyes and Mouth

by NGANGA

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1.
4 feet under and the shovel hit a bone Yanked it free of the grave inhumanely His spine and lower back hacked from the body and buried on top of all other remains. Keep on digging, and his bloated body appeared, pale and caked with dirt, duct tape on eyes and mouth “was it part of the ceremony?” “no, it was just so that he would fit” “Others buried here? How many more bodies?” “No se… No se ” Buried for over a month, Only his teeth to identify the body Buried face down, simply tossed in Duct tape on his eyes and mouth Duct tape on eyes and mouth Unsoiled amid the terrible scene Strange utilitarian tape (All the) more horrible because so ordinary
2.
A failure / a deadly obsession / a desire of love I remember you like something different Something special, a light in my darkness I am afraid of forgetting that you gave me hope I am afraid of not forgiving what time will erase And what the wind will take What the wind will take And it hurts to imagine that if i forget what hurts You won’t be here anymore You will be a mistake A failure / a deadly obsession / a desire of love And it hurts to imagine that if i forget what hurts You won’t be here anymore You will be a mistake A failure / a deadly obsession / a desire of love
3.
Would the gods be pleased? Well I don’t think so... A sacrifice made as ancient laws required cigar smoke and rum to summon the seven powers a headless turtle, the head of a goat, and blood from a rooster. And of course a human life, a man raped, battered and sliced The satisfaction I should have felt is not quite there yet. Look at this offering / duct tape on his eyes / a man who should have screamed has not screamed A soul taken in violence and terror could be captured and used Essence of my witchcraft, dark heart of Palo Mayombe Then I said to my crowd of devout “Next time bring me a Yankee Bring me someone blonde and soft Bring me someone I can use Bring me someone who will scream!” Bring me someone Blonde and soft Bring me someone Who will scream!
4.
How had he made them all giggle and obey My soul is dead / I have no god How had he turned simple drug smugglers into men - cold, without feeling, without soul My soul is dead / I have no god It was our religion, it was our voodoo We did it for success, protection, power and knew our souls were already dead We kidnapped Mark from the streets of Matamoros luring the drunken youth into a pick up truck with the promise of a ride across the bridge. When el padrino arrived, he was stripped and dragged inside, beat, tortured, sodomized, mutilated, murdered with a machete blow that laid open his skull Then el padrino scooped out his brain and placed it inside the terrible Nganga My soul is dead My soul is dead / I have no god This is our religion, this is our voodoo How had he made them all say “My soul is dead / I have no god” This is our religion, this is our voodoo This is our religion, this is our voodoo

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released July 26, 2021

Recorded at Overdrive Studios, Deptford in late May 2021 by Joe Burwood. Mixed and mastered by Joe Burwood shortly after.

Nganga are:

Void
[howling cauldron invocator]

Simon
[intestinal propagator]

Wayno
[lightning blasts of thunder]

Tone Bone
[mid rage]


Cheers to Chrisp for helping to glue the chunks together into coherent tunes and biting his tongue when presented with entirely reasonable demands of being a drum machine. Thanks also to Nik for his burbles and general contribution in the earlier days of the band.

Nganga endorse down chugs, stew tartare and drinking beer in the sun.

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