Letra de 1 Samuel 15:23
I became a crystal healer and my ministry was to the sick Creeping vines would send out runners and seek me in their numbers I sold self-help tapes Go down to the netherworld, plant grapesAnd as the word spread of my powers, they would seek me far and wide All sad faces at my window, I would welcome them inside I sewed clothes for them, cloaks and capes Go down to the netherworld, plant grapesMy house will be for all people who have nowhere to go My supply of shining crystals a shield against the snow There's more like me where I come from so mark our shapes Go down to the netherworld, plant grapes