For centuries,
Worshippers kneels
For kissing stone.
Crying their heaven.
Like frightened children
Or simply blind.
Living the beauty this madness,
The verge of illusion.
Trying to reach with hands,
Lies in the lips of God.
Hard lie of all time,
Solid stone in the way.
The church of misery
Cursed glorifiers.
Your will in a stone
The doom stone.
Always looking to the heaven
Stumbling on the stones.
You are a great blind,
Accepts well what is heard.
Trying to reach with hands,
Lies in the lips of God.
Hard lie of all time,
Solid stone in the way.
The church of misery
Cursed glorifiers.
Your will in a stone
The doom stone.
Philadelphia upstarts Crypt Sermon cleave yet another epic slab o' doom full of fantastical thrills and kickass solos. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 25, 2019