From slavery and fugitive To leader, guerrilla and revolutionary In a tie of blood and revenge For his race he raises to practice the horror From an unexplained evil The terror invades their homes Brought by shadows And present into the water Mackandal The Black Messiah! Mackandal The lord of poison! Mackandal With his followers! Mackandal The Voodoo's father! Bringing death To their lords and masters With spasms of pain and choking With the blood of his own vomit Betrayed by one of his He was captured and tortured While the carcass of his body burned Those who subjugated him were still cursing Mackandal The Black Messiah! Mackandal The lord of poison! Mackandal With his followers! Mackandal The Voodoo's father! Mackandal The Black Messiah! Mackandal The lord of poison! Mackandal With his followers! Mackandal The Voodoo's father! "But be aware, oh, lords holders of possessions! My spirit lives On the death of each firstborn of yours Through the blood that stains the land that doesn't belong to you!"