CCEC - Seven Sisters of Sleep

Who will save the fucking savior

Henchmen have no more cause

Burried in a soiled cloth, casket is too crowded

Eyelid demon.

accompany the trip

Crowded casket, empty confessional

Crowded casket, empty confessional

You know what they fucking preach

It will mean not one thing to us, when we are deaf

Deafen ourselves, whore’s nose is growing longer

What will we see.

liars preaching to us.

It’s won’t mean a thing

Bloodlust chorus sings we won’t hear

The defeaning