Qina ndoda namhlanje uzozwa ukubi
Forced to participate tradition, this rite of passage
Has claimed the blood of countless adolescents
Rebirthed into this veil of adulthood
Cuts from head to toe, their lifeforce flows
The bloodthirst sated
These boys will wager their own lives
The elder at the ceremony prepares his knife
He cuts
You must be willing to die
He cuts
To be inducted as a man
He cuts
You must be willing die
He cuts
Prove your mettle while he strips your skin
Draped in robes of wool, initiated they shall endure
Filth seeps in their skin, now acknowledged by elder kin
Stripped of their old cloth
Now it burns and smoke comes forth
Dehydrated, the healing begins
Endure the rite and now bleed, urgh
Tradition has taken hold and is blurring the lines of our ignorance
Dehydrated, the healing begins
Endure the rite and now bleed, urgh
Tradition has taken hold and is blurring the lines of our ignorance
You must be willing to die
He cuts
To be inducted as a man
Bathed in our forefathers' blood
The endless cycle has no intent of being erased
We will bury our past and begin anew
We must uphold tradition
The right to be known amongst the clan as an adult
Has to be earned by your drive
Forsake who you once wear and shed your essence
Rise to the standards we've placed before you
Draped in robes of wool, initiated they shall endure
Filth seeps in their skin, now acknowledged by elder kin
Stripped of their old cloth
Now it burns and smoke comes forth
This will be the last you'll ever see your foolish past
Judgment, judgment
You will be exiled, defaced
You will be judged
For your transgressions you will not be seen as a threat nor man
Judgment, judgment
You will be exiled, defaced
You will be judged
For your transgressions have not been met with the grace of the tribe
Judgment, judgment
You will be exiled, defaced
You will be judged
