Who on the seven, the seventh day now
Who on the seventh day
Who on the seven, the seventh day now
Who on the seventh day
Feel the wind where our tracks lay bleeding
Separate sky from clouds
Heave a sigh when it has no meaning
And curse the world around
All of a sudden came the glittering mask
And all cried down the work of the best
Desperate and dull of hearing
And she said how long,
'till the (…) inside
About the (…)
And the spot on her mind.
Who on the seven, the seventh day now
Who on the seventh day
Who on the seven, the seventh day now
Who on the seventh day
Out of the blue and the shield is dismantled
And dropping like a stone
Come and annoy me when all other is silent
Letter’s sparks strike home
All of a sudden came the glittering mask
And all cried down the work of the best
Desperate and dull of hearing
Onwards here, unholy glee
Drive the fish back in the sea
We need a new heaven now!
Rubber gloves to touch the sky
When your tales are turning lies
We need a new heaven now!
If I could once, like my belief
But my heart only speaks for me Do I need a new heaven now?
Spinning worlds, spin 'round the dark
This sky pulls a shield catch lock
We’ll spin 'round heaven now
I kiss the cat of real blood
If that sets fire to your god
No cats in heaven, no No cats in heaven, no Who on the seven, the seventh day now
Who on the seventh day
Who on the seven, the seventh day now
Who on the seventh day
Who on the seven, the seventh day now
Who on the seventh day
Who on the seven, the seventh day now
Who on the seventh day
Who on the seven, the seventh day now
Who on the seventh day…
Loved these guys for a long time now. Pinebox Serenade, Builders and the Butchers, and Kiss the Anus of a Black Cat: all of the best underground folk bands these days.