Seven Sisters Of Sleep - Sunday Ma** Grave lyrics

revelation of a f**ing 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