Ancient trees, awake tonight... Sip the smoke, and yield the light. Bound by wood, and bound by bone... Welcome to the sacred zone. Seven cycles turn the wheel What the ancestors concealed! Breathe the bamboo, feel the sound... Coiled beneath the holy ground! Fire in the valley! Rise up high! Weave the pattern through the sky! Sangitaloka! The circle aligns! Blood in the roots, and the cosmic signs! Khhhhaaaa-weeee-rrrr... It comes... The weight of the earth... It drops. Fire in the valley! Rise up high! Sangitaloka! The circle aligns! Awake!
