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Ancestors Revenge - Fakir Lyrics

An authentic history
Knowledge that is infinitely
More real more extreme
Naive believers in marvels remains sceptical
The magic rope coils up from the ground
In the air, refusing all food
Haridas, the greatest Fakir
Piercing their bodies
Modern Primitives
Dances sacred and profane master piercer shaman
A near-naked man...
Body manipulation
Sleeping on a bed of nails
Immersing his limbs in hot ashes
To achieve transcendence through pain
The dream of past lives...
Haridas a Hatha Yogi of nineteenth century
Reputed for his power to control the energies of Kundalini
For forty days, the poor man, in a box, buried alive...
Six feet underground...
He's back from the underground, Haridas is alive!
The Fakir has returned
An authentic history
Knowledge that is infinitely
More real more extreme
Naive believers in marvels remains sceptical
The magic rope coils up from the ground