lyrics
I-rra-sóya
Rrebetekesé sara pa kata rayasa
I-hoa-sá
Samé teré katora rramayeh serak tó
I-rra-sóa
Rrebetekesé sara pa kata rayasa
I-hoa-sá
Samé teré katora rramayeh serak tó
Don't you hear that whisper
On the tip of my tongue?
You don't wanna hear that whisprin'
On the tip of my tongue?
My holy word is bond
My holy word is gone
My holy word is none
Mmm-Ohh
This world is wrong
Kló-ee sóya
Rrebetekesé sara pa kata rayasa
I-hoa-sá
Samé teré katora rramayeh serak tó (eeh)
I-(k-ka soya de) ka-sóya
Rrebetekesé sara pa kata rayasa
Ah-eeh (ah ah ah) hiú-a-sá
Samé teré katara rramayeh serak tó
Don't you hear that whispering
On the tip of my tongue?
You don't wanna hear that whispe-ring
On the tip of my tongue?
My holy word is bond
My holy word is gone
My holy word is none
Mmm-Ohh
This world is wrong
(Ooh-oh-hoo ooh-hoo-ooh)
(Oh ho ho ho ho ho-hoo)
Mm-rra-sóya
Rrebetekesé sara pa ka-kata rayasa
Hmm-oah-sá
Samé teré katora rramayeh serak tó
Irrebetekesé sara pa kata saa-ah
Rrebetekesé sara pa ka-kata rayasa
I-ho saa-sá
Samé teré katora rramayeh serak tó
(Wooo-oh oooh-ooh)
(Wooo-oh oooh-ooh)
(Wooo-oh oooh-ooh)
(Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho)
(Ho hoo ooh oh)
(Oooh-ho ho ho ho)
(Ho ho ooh ho ho-oh)
story
This was a risqué release. It restitutes spiritual beliefs by reverting the vestiges of past indoctrination. It moves between glossolalia and English. It is a song of ritual.