Basically, it's about this son of a murderer who has been caught in a sack by some tribal chiefs. He's very confused about why he is in this sack, and doesn't know which way up he is. He wants to look at the sky but he can't coz his sack is in they way. He's sad coz his murderer mum won't know where he is coz he's in a sack. The sillhouetto bit is when the tribal chiefs who have abducted him start doing their tribal dance, the fandango, around the fire, and their shadows are dancing around the inside of his sack. They look weird and twisted, like beelzebub. He starts to panic and calls out to galileo to help him, for some unexplained reason. And bismillah is the war cry of the chiefs, as they refuse to let him go. Xdxdxdxdxd!