Curse (Of the Cloth) - Grip Inc.

Welcome to my house of sadness

Welcome to my house of sadness

Surreal in ist week foundation

Stillness moves through anciant walls

Sun shines glinting bringing warmth

I am ready to confess

Impliment of seduction

Pre-empted I bare my soul

I bare my soul

I bare my soul

I bare my soul

Through the mosaic of wood and stone

I ran into a wall of silence

Surmounted by the laws of lords

Ruling with a double standard

Slaughter of the pilgrims never ending

In come to sanits, martyers sing

Maeching to their own drum

He who casts the first stone be without sin

Curse

Curse of the cloth

Curse

Curse of the cloth

Acountalbe to none, they lie in readiness

Under the cover of kindness

Continueing the curse of the cloth

Under vatican protection

Punishment, full redemption

Hidden, re-location

Pestilence in the name of salvation

The curse continues…