Chapel of Bowls - Cannabis Corpse

Spiritual guidance, knowledge you seek

A request to receive fulfillment of all your needs

This vast emptiness, devoid of souls

The ceremony shall unfold

The longing, the needing, the feeding

Satiate you hunger, the cosmic answers you are breathing

The haunting, the frightening, obsessing

Through these pipes you will absorb

Deeply the fog released by swinging censers

The chapel of bowls

Evenly immolate herbs you must inhalate ritually

In the Chapel of bowls

Behind dark curtains

Moss-filled sacristy

Precious altar of emerald and echoing screams

The longing, the needing, the feeding

Satiate you hunger, the cosmic answers you are breathing

The haunting, the frightening, obsessing

Through these pipes you can hear

Echoing cantors chant vaporous vespers

The chapel of bowls

Odorous thuribles hearkening knowledge bestowed

In the chapel of bowls

Within dank monstrance

Pot ostensory

Precious altar of emerald and aquamarine

Wosrship the evil of majesties green

Spiritual guidance pipes help achieve

A consuming possession, engorgement upon this weed

Scrying embers cold, secret truths are shown

Master or slave?

In the chapel of bowls

Sit, stand, kneel, pray