Give me a black goddess sister I can't resist her. No stringy haired, blonde hair, blue eyed, pale skinned buttermilk complexion. Grafted, recessive,
Leave me alone it's nothing serious I’ll do it myself It's got nothing to do with you And there's nothing that you could do You can see it and you can
When will I lose my mask of dirt When will I only stop to hurt Sittin on my electric chair Thinkin that god would meet me there When will I stop diggin
It's empty in the valley of your heart The sun, it rises slowly as you walk Away from all the fears and all the faults You've left behind The harvest
They should have known that trouble was brewing They should have seen what the old men knew They should have shut us down When the hail fell to the ground
Leave me alone, it's nothin' serious I'll do it myself, it's got nothin' to do with you And there's nothin' that you could do You can see it and you
Give me a black goddess, sister, I can't resist her No stringy haired, blonde hair, blue eyed Pale skinned, buttermilk complexion Grafted, recessive,
I threw darts at a spinning globe Swapping out passport photos I walked west to the setting sun Every single step I grow another second young All my
When will I lose my mask of dirt When will I only stop to hurt Sittin' on my electric chair Thinkin' that god would meet me there When will I stop diggin
(Dark old cave Miller's Cave) Way down in the state of Georgia through the swamps and everglades There's a hole in Tiger Mountain God help the man who
Speak to me, speak to me in my cave of Adullam Reach to me, reach to me, no one cares for my soul I thought I saw your kingdom, but it's not going to
Oh, let's get back to the cave No one ever told us we had time to waste Oh, let's get back to the cave For a little while, oh, for a little while Life
The waters are creeping softly winds touch the flowers and confirm the taste of this silence Like to turn myself away from that like to feel ... feel
Every man has to come to a crossroad somewhere along the way Johnny Cash came to his crossroad in a place called Nickajack Cave Little white pills and
Do you feel the way I feel can you see things I see does your body sometimes feel so cold and empty Cum take my hand we'll go far away to a wonderland
Your time is near, the mission's clear It's later than we think Before you slip into the night You'll want something to drink Steal away before the dawn
I'm leaving you a message I'm leaving you a trace I'm leaving thoughts for you I hope that time will not erase And when the moment comes To read the words
I am the thousand storms (fountain stone?) of the black heart I am the desert of redemption (redemption) I soar on dead wings of sin I am freedom with