I am no devil kind
I am the voice within you
Taught to scorn me
Taught, not to ask my name
I am of the heeling type
If you let me
To wake the west
To honour the east
Bury your daughter
In a shallow grave
Bury your daughter
In a shallow grave
Waiting for the next
This is my rebel song
This is for the sleeping few
This sung for you
Child of Eve to rebel you
This is my rebel song
This is for the sleeping few
This sung for you
Child of Eve to rebel you
Donkey fed you have been
Born whore, born slave
Told my men afraid
Kept by your mothers
Barn-kept. Donkey fed
This is my rebel song
This is for the sleeping few
This sung for you
Child of Eve to rebel you
This is my rebel song
This is for the sleeping few
This sung for you
Child of Eve to rebel you
Child of Eve to comfort you
Claim the awakened few
In your arms become
An enlightened one
Become Eve
This is my rebel song
This is for the sleeping few
This sung for you
Child of Eve to rebel you
This is my rebel song
This is for the sleeping few
This sung for you
Child of Eve to rebel you