[Verse 1]
A narrow path runs along the river
From the burial ground you might see it
Leading to a temple of secrets
Where they meet once a week to dance and feast
Lula is dancing to the voodoo drums
Twisting, turning, oh, round and round
She is ready to receive the "LOA"
She is ready for the God, this one is Damballah
[Chorus]
Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo
Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo
[Verse 2]
Total emptiness inside
(Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo)
As Damballah gets ready for her ride
(Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo)
Casting out from Lula's head
One of two souls that seems to be dead
Travelling deep in a trance
Lula's legs are getting weak
The "LOA" has seized it's horse
[Guitar Solo: Dimebag Darrell]
A narrow path runs along the river
From the burial ground you might see it
Leading to a temple of secrets
Where they meet once a week to dance and feast
Lula is dancing to the voodoo drums
Twisting, turning, oh, round and round
She is ready to receive the "LOA"
She is ready for the God, this one is Damballah
[Chorus]
Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo
Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo
[Verse 2]
Total emptiness inside
(Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo)
As Damballah gets ready for her ride
(Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo)
Casting out from Lula's head
One of two souls that seems to be dead
Travelling deep in a trance
Lula's legs are getting weak
The "LOA" has seized it's horse
[Guitar Solo: Dimebag Darrell]
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