Everyone knows that it's hot
In the land of the elephants
Black hand, yellow sand
And the call of the unknown
Through the humid jungle night trek silently
The gangs of the giants
At night you hear the banging of the drums
But you will never understand
What the eyes of an elephant see
You can hear the voodoo drums
But you will never understand
What the eyes of an elephant see
Europe, USA, Africa, three planets
Lion hunt, microchips, evil spirits and missiles
Through the humid jungle night it flies like an arrow
The voices of the giants