Lyrics
In recognition of the battles fought
They're paying homage to the dragon's arch
The cross I bear has led me here
At Jah true soldier they stand and stare
The roses and thorns in black and white
Serving hot herbs to Jah delight
The holy tree of life that pulls me in
A song that whispers to the wind
With shapely leaves and rugged sleeves
As precious as the breath
Bone into my flesh
Like the word to my intellect
Hot herbs
Hot herbs
Hot herbs
They're paying homage to the dragon's arch
The cross I bear has led me here
At Jah true soldier they stand and stare
The roses and thorns in black and white
Serving hot herbs to Jah delight
The holy tree of life that pulls me in
A song that whispers to the wind
With shapely leaves and rugged sleeves
As precious as the breath
Bone into my flesh
Like the word to my intellect
Hot herbs
Hot herbs
Hot herbs
