Before the machine, before the sound Just the body, just the ground Throat is earth, chest is stone Echo of the first unknown Bum-tss, bum-bum-tss Bum-tss, bum-bum-tss Bum-tss, bum-bum-tss Bum-tss, bum-bum-tss The voice that beats is ancestral Ahhh-ah-ah Primal voice, eternal cry From the scream to the ritual sky Ahhh-ah-ah Centuries later, the same pulse remains Synthetic now, but it wants the flame Back to the blood, back to the place Where the voice first found its face Bum-tss, bum-bum-tss Bum-tss, bum-bum-tss Bum-tss, bum-bum-tss Bum-tss, bum-bum-tss The voice that beats is ancestral Ahhh-ah-ah Primal voice, eternal cry From the scream to the ritual sky Ahhh-ah-ah Ahhh-ah-ah Primal voice, eternal cry From the scream to the ritual sky Ahhh-ah-ah
