Inspired by the story of Lucinda in Marlon James' fever dream of a novel, John Crow's Devil
lyrics
The holes they made, I think you fill
It gets me high and makes me ill
I brew it up as I was taught
To give me power o'er who I'm not -
Is this my lot, is this my love?
Disgrace, abomination here
You see the secret skin I wear
The knowledge stains your eye and skin
Bear witness to our mortal sin
The river burn me deep within
Consuming fire
A war is coming
I'm claimed from left, I'm claimed from right
My John Crow waiting
Obeah and Jesus coming through the night
Tell we bout the hell that break loose
In screams and screeches
Just owl and moon and devil here
Our punishment for us to bear
Ask did we know or did we care
Consuming fire
A war is raging
I'm whipped from left, I'm whipped from right
My John Crow waiting
Obeah and Jesus running through the night
credits
from Lore EP,
released October 24, 2020
Voices, shruti, programming - Lisa Rigby
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