not sure the sect or setting..
or its manner of translation...
but here is a Bwiti Song...
So was the beginning, Spirit of the earth, spirit of
the sky. The place that we traverse.
Father Zame, who is the gatekeeper, I come to a new
land that is the cemetery...
Lightning and Thunder.
Sun and Moon.
Heaven and Earth.
They are all of them twins.
they are life and death.
They are all twins.
The yawning hole of the grave and the new life,
they are all twins.
... Joy, full of joy the ancestors greet you and hear the news.
The anxious life of the born is at an end, at an end.
And now come the disciples of death....
I go to the dead.....
Everything is pure, pure...
Everything is new, new...
Everything is light, light...
I have seen the dead
and I am not afraid!!!
eha aho!
eh... basse!