Rise of Ebony Dawn

{hypnotic clean highlife guitar riff} {gentle conga roll} (yeaaaah) (rise up) {subtle

synth pad swelling}

Open your eyes and see the design

The strings they pull to keep us in line

They write the stories they want us to believe

But we are too wise now to let them deceive

{interlocking percussion grows tighter} No more shadows on our sacred ground

Listen close to the ancestral sound

{snare drum rolls building tension} (we see it all now) (oh yes

we do)

Africa wise, Africa rise

No more illusions, no more compromise We break the chains of the

golden cage

Writing our future on a brand new page

{soaring brass section accents} (rise up!) They trade in promises but take

the land

While we hold the future

right in our hand

From the high peaks down to the coastal breeze

We stand as giants,

no longer on our knees

{percussion steps back slightly}

Africa wise, Africa rise

No more illusions, no more compromise We break the chains of the

golden cage

Writing our future on a brand new page

{full horn section

and heavy percussion return}

We rise... (oh-oh-oh) Africa wise...

{guitar melody fades out slowly} {isolated

percussion

tap} {final warm synth chord}