Akel Dama (Field of Blood) - MeShell Ndegeocello

Written by：Cato/Meshell Suhaila Bashir

Who covers themselves with the light

As if it were a garment

Who makes the angel's spirit

From the flames of the fire

Laid the foundation of the earth

So that it shall not be moved

Covered it with the deep of the ocean

Who stands above the mountains

And at your word they fled

They hastened away

Send the springs into the valley

That flow through the hills

And give drink to the beasts of the field

And quench their thirst

By you the birds of the heavens

Have their home

And sing amongst the branches

The earth is satisfied by the fruit of your works

'Cause the grass to grow for the cattle

And the vegetation

For the service of the human

So that they bring forth the fruit from the earth

And the wine that makes glad the heart of man

And oil that makes his face shine

The wine that makes glad the heart of man

And oil that makes his face shine

Makes the face shine

I like to watch the leaves fall

Last breath sweet ash from the slash and burn

And lazy eyes from being in a dream

Talk to the trees

Please

Me

See

Be

Free

Heed

Believe

See

Breath

Need and want nothing

I need and want nothing

Need and want

Dry roses hang from the bed

Nakedness is all around

Barren is my soul

I beg to be a child born for love

So I sway to the pulses of the rivers of

Blood

That flow through my body

'Cause I believe in things you cannot see

To some God is the light

That leads them to believe

That they see

And know everything

To some God is the light

That leads them to believe

That they see

And know everything

But if one is to truly be born again

You would have to gouge out your eyes

Cut out your tongue

And grieve

And cry like a baby

That's been snatched away

Cry like a baby that's been snatched away

Sister

Cry like a baby that's been snatched away

Brother

Cry like a baby that's been snatched away

To some God is the light

That leads them to believe that they see

And know everything

I sway to the pulses of the rivers of blood

That flow through my body

'Cause I believe in things

That you cannot see

I believe in things

That I cannot see

To some God is the light

That leads them to believe that they see

And know everything