From the coast, on top sand, as the drum plays the ritual dance of “akyiagbokor.”

We communicate to you in the deep forest:

We weld “kpakposhito”, “Agumetadi” in wisdom and historical facts

Thus we’ll aim for the jugular like a jaguar, when provoked.

We are sub-Saharan knights! Fair as the rising sun and simultaneously dark as the night sky, the canvas on which the moon and stars project all their splendour and glory.

Efo and Daavi Divines and Miracles of the Oracle for the mighty Mawuko, hence we cave not, for we’re walking cavemen and women!

So we tell you this: the next time you choose to step in our man cave with your VUVUZELA, firstly sound the following notes:

BONJOUR! VOODOO!! OUT OF THE BLUE, FOR IT MUST FEEL TO YOU LIKE

ITS De JA’ VU!!

A return to an ancestral abode of which the Miracles of Oracles resides!!!

ANTOA is also VOODOO, so VAMOOSE!! We all belong.