Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
There is no more water to out the fire There is no more water to out the fire Let it burn, let it burn Let it burn, burn burn Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Judgement has come and mercy has gone (mercy come and gone) Ooh, weak hearts shall lick up and spit up (weakheart must get lick up) Judgement has come and mercy has gone (judgement time is here) Ooh, weak hearts shall lick up and spit up (weakheart must get sick up)
Let it burn, let it burn Let it burn, burn burn (mercy gone)
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire Rasta Hail!
Blessed is the weed, the healing of all nations in every corner of the earth Blessed are the fields of sensimillia that enlighten and erich our soul Blood and fire mek it burn bredren
All weak hearts shall lick up and spit up And all righteous shall stand Hail, Rasta hail and wail (rastafari) Hail Rasta don't quail (we not quail)
