Womb me into your secret place
I will be drowned in you
Womb me into your secret place
I will be drowned in you
Chinned to your waterfall
Split me too
Prayers run down
Arias gestate on our shallows
Until our gills fashion for love making
Desire insists the rapids submit eventually
We are the Occasion they've come to Sea
We are the Occasion they've come to Sea
We are the Occasion they've come to Sea
We are the Occasion they've come to Sea
Took the risk in middle storm
To rediscover middle earth
The rain the clouds they will not cover us
We will need an Orisha for safe passage
We are the Occasion they've come out to Sea
We are the occasion they've come out to Sea
Womb me into you secret place
I will be drowned in you