Mansion
Single • 2013
Sweet dreams on angel wings Bliss of peace in his sleep Reeling deep in seeping rivers Sweet speech is delivered Words pierce the dream, words most sacred To break the seal for those most able To hear the truth travel through slumber Lose a tooth, your days are numbered It reeks of sin all around us The man who sleeps shall bring us justice On his lips the word lays dormant To find the whore and the informant Give us the names, give us the guilty So we may cure those that are filthy Among us creeps vile flirtation Salvation through humiliation It is said in revelations That everywhere is our vocation Appreciate drowsy blessings The lord is hate and love depressing Speak in tongues, speak of judgement With open hearts we bear our torment Sweet dreams, dreams of rapture Slip of his tongue and is captured
Submitted by SerpentEve — Nov 16, 2025
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