[ Featuring Robert London ]
Thought to always drink from the river
Which went out Eden
Thought to always drink from the river
Which went out Eden
Sleep did I, forth thy come Women
For I am not in a state of dreaming
As it seems two flesh from one has become
Bones, bone, flesh, from my bones
Sweat upon my face as I taste of the sorrow
'Tis the same brought forth with conception
I'm talking to you to reveal
The problem and right direction
(Direction)
That enmity thy got, it's the same as with me
Thorns and thistles all around my heels unprotected
Bruise no more from the one cursed above all beast
Thought to always drink from the river
Which went out Eden
Cleave to you you desire for me one flesh are we
Help meet your, my, help meet, I'm your
Thought to always drink from the river
Which went out Eden
Thought to always drink from the river
Which went out Eden
