The river may die
The river may die The river flows in peace Untill the beast invaded the east Cutting down it's speed and poisoned it's heart with the blood of a witch The God's of our ancestors Rain on us what will reign as we lay under a rail that deprive us off our lake God of Ogun come fight for us Before these beast take us as slaves by their fist.
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