The Warrior (feat. Margaret Singana)

Woza, woza, woh!
Woza, woza, woh!

As night's rays are faded by the sun
Ten thousand men stand high on the hill
And the silence and the earth is still
Ten thousand men tremble for the kill

A vulture flies, the wind that cries
A warrior dies at the Battle of Blood
The scavengers wait, each man his fate.
Death his mate, at the Battle of Blood.

Woza, woza, woh!

Maidens sitting, sitting on their own
Each one thinking, "Who is coming home?"
A spear flashes, screaming fills the air
Each one shivers, in her heart is fear

A vulture flies, the wind that cries
A warrior dies at the Battle of Blood
The scavengers wait, each man his fate
Death his mate, at the Battle of Blood

Woza, woza, woh!

The fight's over and the battle's won
The fight's over and the deed is done
The fight's over, but which side has won?
The fight's over or has it just begun?

A vulture flies, the wind that cries
A warrior dies at the Battle of Blood
The scavengers wait, each man his fate.
Death his mate, at the Battle of Blood.

Woza, woza, woh!