SEVEN SISTERS OF SLEEP Opium Morals

by Seven Sisters Of Sleep

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SEVEN SISTERS OF SLEEP combine the best elements of crust, doom, sludge and death metal to create an album even more punishing than their heralded debut.

‘Opium Morals’ offers ten occult-infused tracks loaded with huge memorable riffs, thunderous drumming and vocals that go from guttural to tortured shrieking. All contained within perfect song lengths for doom fans with short attention spans.

RECOMMENDED FOR FANS OF: Grief / Doom / Ilsa

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SEVEN SISTERS OF SLEEP
Location: Los Angeles, CA

Brian Thomas (Drums)
Brock Elmore (Guitar)
Chip Blake (Bass)
Eddie Bermudez (Guitar)
Tim McAlary (Vocals)

RELATED BANDS: Arm And Sword Of A Bastard God / Spring Break / Tafkata

www.a389records.com

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released January 1, 2015

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Track Name: Ghost Plains
GHOST PLAINS

YEARS COME TO A CLOSE
FOG CRAWLS ON THE GROUND
SOILED BY THOSE
WHO FRIGHTENINGLY GATHER
UNDER THE FUCKING BANNER
HANDS CUP EARS NOTHING BUT ECHOS

HIS ARMY OF HELLHOUNDS
DEFEATED BY ONE
STORMY EYED FOX
WARNINGS UNHEARD
RELATIVE OF THE SIREN WHO BRINGS THE FOG
MASKED PENETRATORS MOVING LIKE WIND
CLOSE UP TURNING POINT EYES FINALLY WIDEN

FLOAT UPON THE RETURNING ECHOES
TO THE PROTECTING BANNER
WELCOMED BY A DEMON WHORE FOX

YEARS CLOSE DISEASOR EXPOSED
ONE BLOODED HAND
NOTHING BUT ECHOES
Track Name: Moths
MOTHS

MOONLESS SKY
NO LIGHT ON THIS PATH
SUDDENLY FIRE MOTHS ILLUMINATE
A FOREST BED BOUNTY
RIPE FOR THE TAKING
UNLOCKING THE CURE
TO THIS SOLITUDE

NINE HORNS OF THE DEMON
WILL LEAD US THROUGH
NINE HORNS OF THE DEMON
WILL FREE US AND THEY WILL FUCK YOU
BEGGING THE MOON
TO NEVER RETURN
Track Name: The Flock
THE FLOCK

RESEARCH THE MAN
MONITOR
GAIN ACCESS TO HIS WORLD
INFILTRATE
POSE AS HIS SHEEP
ONE WITH THE FLOCK
NEVER SHOW THE TEETH

MARCH WITH THE FLOCK AND THE SHEPHERD
TRAVEL BY THE SHEPHERD’S SIDE
RISING HAND AGAINST NONE
GAIN THEIR TRUST
LEAD WITH CONFIDENCE
USE THEIR BLIND FAITH TO AN ADVANTAGE
NO CALLS FOR HELP
AS THEY SLIP OFF THE EARTH

LEAD THEM OFF THE EARTH
WE USE THEIR BLIND FAITH
TO LEAD THEM FROM THIS EARTH
Track Name: Grindstone
GRINDSTONE

STRUGGLING MORE AND MORE
WITH EVERY DAY THAT PASSES
LIFE PILED FUCKING HIGH
BURIED UNDER DYING HOPE

THE WEIGHT OF THIS TIME IS PARALYZING TO ALL
NOW WE CAN BE LIFTED WHEN WE FIND THE SNOW
BURIED NO MORE UNDER HOPE

WHEN THE BURDEN RETURNS TO OUR BACKS
COMING DOWN
GRINDING
SWEATING
ANTICIPATING A BROKEN FUCKING NECK
Track Name: Sunday Mass Grave
SUNDAY MASS GRAVE

REVELATION OF A FUCKING 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
Track Name: Orphans
ORPHANS

SUSTAINING FUCKING NOTHING
ROTTING EVERYTHING WE TOUCH
MAKING UP OUR HISTORY
MAN APPROACHES THE SELF FULFILLING PROPHECY
LYING WHORE VIRGIN BIRTH
WILL FORESEE THE END OF THE EARTH
LET THE CHILDREN OF DEITIES
RUNNING FLAGS AND RAISING ARMS

WE ARE THE GODLESS ORPHANS
FALL TO OUR KNEES
GAZE UPON THEIR SLAUGHTER
WE ARE FREE FROM HARM

NOW ONLY OUR LAND REMAINS
FERTILIZED BY THE FALLEN WEAK MEN

SON TOMB BURNED LAND
Track Name: Reaper Christ
REAPER CHRIST

BORN IN A MORTUARY
COLD AND ALONE
GRAY WITH EMPTY EYES
FOLLOWERS BOW AROUND HIM
FEED THE FIRE
CUNT SLAVES PRAISING EMPTY SKIES

WANDERING THROUGH ANNIHILATION
GRAY CLOAM DOOMS ALL OF LIFE
THEY HIDE BEHIND A PROMISE
WITH NO POSSIBILITY OF PROOF

WANDERING FOLLOW DESPERATION
GOSPEL SONG TURNS TO SCREAMS
FUCK A SAVIOR
SAVE YOURSELF

AS THE WATER MELTS TO SAND
FREEZES INTO A STONE
BUT THE CONSTANT BLEEDING CONSTANT
SAVE YOURSELF FROM THIS WANDERING SON
Track Name: White Braid
WHITE BRAID

THROWN INTO A LOSING BATTLE
INHERITED FROM THE DISEASED WOMB

DISCONNECTED FROM A LIFE SOURCE
CUT OFF TOO SOON
WITHDRAWALS AT BIRTH
TIME TO START THAT FUCKING SEARCH AGAIN
CUT OFF TOO SOON
WITHDRAWALS AT BIRTH

LOOKING HIGH AND LOW
FOR A FUCKING PSEUDO WOMB
NOTHING COMPARES TO THAT SWEET TASTE
HIGH AND LOW INCHING CLOSER TO THE TOMB

SWEET TASTE
BLOWS THROUGH THE SATISFIED LIPS
IT FEELS LIKE I’M COMING HOME
Track Name: Recitation Fire
RECITATION FIRE

SANDS OF TIME
TRAVELING THROUGH A MIND’S EYE WOUND
CARRIES US TO THE MEETING PLACE OF GABRIEL

BOW TO THE ARCHANGEL
SLOWLY CLIMB UP THE GOLDEN GARB
SINKING TEETH THROUGH THE THROAT
WAR PAINT WITH THE BLOOD OF AN ANGEL

SPREAD NO MORE LIES
TEACH NO MORE FALSE PROPHETS
Track Name: Part 2.
(LYRICS WITHHELD)