Artist:La Mother Chucha

Four Horsemen flea the scene. In search of new pastures, both lush and green. Chased out by their enemy. They shall seek a new destiny. Things were spiralling downward ; the horsemen were on the brink. But upon the horizon lay a voodoo circus machine, that stood tall among the gallant wind. With its sonic power's that neutralise and beats like cannons to immobilise. It's twisted voodoo lullabies sent from the heavens to totalise. The enemy will surely be sorry when the ship arrives. For this is not your average psychedelic circus surprise! Now your turn it has arrived. So jump aboard for a bumpy ride. A cosmic journey of both time and space. Now is your time, quick, make haste! For there really is no time to waste. Will you take the journey? Or will you question fait? No the roads not easy, in fact, it's not that safe. But fear not o brave one for La Mother Chucha will steer you straight! Resilience will get you nowhere; no only with surrender can you navigate. All aboard the ...