Priests Of Cholera Lyrics

Our sea of standards

Outshined all seething

All silver saplings where once green saplings grew

Sharpen two needles

That puncture jungles

Broke cathedrals

Priests of cholera are preaching

How they light that shades us from the sun



Your face is winter

White shades familiar

Tundra of feather

Where once a lake of quills

Now glacial powder



That coats the jungles

Paints cathedrals

Priests of cholera are bleaching

In the light that shades us from the sun