Sunday Mass Grave - Seven Sisters of Sleep

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