Lyrics Sunday Mass Grave - Seven Sisters of Sleep

Sunday Mass Grave

revelation of a fucking nightmare
mindlessly clutching to a false apparition
revelation will bring forth our doom
praise the holy sabbath
recognize this day
lay down all the tools
rest ones hands on the 7th day
come rest here child
nothing to be afraid of
come take my hand
we’ve prepared a bed of soil
rest one’s hand as well as the mind
wash away the stench of the days
silence now, my child, no revelation tonight