
Ancient Power
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- roots reggae
- reggae
- electronic
- ska & rocksteady
- roots
- electric guitar
- drums
- drums (drum set)
- ska
- percussion
- congas
- rastafarian
- pop rock
- electric bass guitar
- reggae-pop
- soul and reggae
- trumpet
- guitar
- experimental electronic
- bass
- reggae rock
- alternative roots
- late 1970s
- early 1970s
- wood block
- bass guitar
- spiritual
- melodic
Lyrics
Intro Instrumental
Verse 1
Under the sun of Kemet and the sacred land,
the elders knew what healed the soul's demand.
On the banks of the Nile and deep in the wild,
nature guards the truth, pure and undefiled.
They tried to erase the memory and the book,
trading the root for a cold chemical hook,
but the body remembers the breath divine,
and the stone holds fast to the ancient line.
Pre-Chorus
Today science stumbles inside its lab wall,
searching in a jar for a cure for it all.
They realize too late what was known back then:
the plant and the temple were the guide for men.
Chorus
(The bass drops heavier with background harmonies entering)
Heal the body, my brother, with ancient power!
Carry the medicine that is natural and pure.
From Greece to the Nile, the voice of truth stands clear:
what the Earth gave to us will never disappear.
Golden roots, medicine of life!
Verse 2
They watched the cosmos, the stars, and the breeze,
perfect alchemy without complex degrees.
The Greek in his temple seeking balance within,
the native in the mountain healing from within.
They sold us a cure that poisons the vein,
but the fruit of the wild always eases the pain.
Modern science could never match or compare
what a thousand years ago we healed with care.
Bridge (Dub Section / Echo & Reverb)
(The bass rumbles solo in a One-Drop rhythm, heavy tape echo on the vocals, and the flute answers between phrases)
Listen to the heartbeat... (echo: heartbeat... heartbeat...)
The earth does not lie... (echo: lie... lie...)
Return to the source,
awaken your mind.
Chorus
Heal the body, my brother, with ancient power!
Carry the medicine that is natural and pure.
From Greece to the Nile, the voice of truth stands clear:
what the Earth gave to us will never disappear.
Outro
The body remembers...
The root never dies, brother.
Natural strength, ancient wisdom forever.
Respect to the ancestors...
(Fade out with bass echo and wind)
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