AFRICA
inside my veins dark the paint
the fliud that flows
black wine to all my vents
head to the lowest toe
they bath in this sweet wine
and they bear the mark of black
from the darkest soil
creator made...
the fliud that flows
black wine to all my vents
head to the lowest toe
they bath in this sweet wine
and they bear the mark of black
from the darkest soil
creator made...