However, as many turn to leave afterwards, their pupils dilate red and their spirit begin to pale. Sweetness becomes sour as poison flood the entire system.
You see it was the enemy I say, the enemy I say.
The accuser of men must have done this to cause all to sway.
Still I die to the world as I watch others take their momentary fill.
My flesh fade as I see many live within a few distance of abundant evil waters.
When will my fill come you ask me?
When will my thirst be undone?
A drop of living waters fell from heavens gates straight onto my lips. I took it with great thirst and waited for a while to see if it had poison. But lo, nothing bad happened.
Then I asked for more as I gaze skyward. And then...more came for sure.
When many saw me they stood amazed. A few summoned courage to ask me where did you find your fill and I told them:
rather you stay by this deadly waters, body swelling and begin to sway,
look to Jesus, ask like me, for all you have to say -
Give me, of you, to drink!
