Cultural Wars - IV - Apple Gabriel, Don Carlos, Groundation

Ooh many of them, within the Garden of Eden

Too many are crying, within the garden of Joseph

Risen from them, oh-uh-oh

Want to go back home, oh-uh-oh

Deep within the Garden of Eden them crying, yeah

Watching the mountain crumble to the sea

Watching the mountain crumble to the sea

And none a dem a can a carry me

Away from the shores of the sinking sea

Some of them blind, but they still can see

Humble, humble, humble, humble, humble your soul

Lion… I-yo-uh-oh-oh

Lion

Deep within the garden

Some of dem seeking the serpent

While all the angels, some of them seeking martyrdom

Wo-uh-oh-oh

Oh they can see…

They come from the east, the west

Northern and the south

Northern and the south

Some a dem a dem a marching oh-uh-oh…

Some a dem a, dem a, dem a, marching, marching

Some a dem a, dem a, dem a, marching, marching

Harbor the truth, harbor the light

Harbor the lightning within your life

Harbor the lightning within your life

Oh-yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah

Oh-yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah

Wo-uh-wo-uh-wo…

Some a dem a shoot them garden down

Mercy onto them who know how

Some a dem a shoot them guardian down

Murder while dem still around

Oh for them…

Iya seen the lightning, I have seen uniting

Iya seen knowing, Iya seen trying

We a go higher, we a go fast

We a chase vampire, we a go, go, go

One of you shall come

One of you shall stand rightly

One of you shall come

One of you shall stand rightly

Marching home, de marching oh Satan

Marching home, de marching oh Satan

Onto the sea, onto the rock

Onto the Lord, they shall talk

Onto the sea, onto the rock

Onto the Lord, they shall talk

Ah-yeah!

Ah-yeah!

Ah-yeah!

Ah-yeah!

Ah-yeah!

Ah-yeah!

Ah-yo-uh-wo-uh-wo-uh-wo