Jericho - Sleep Token

Tread, ancient water salt

Like I

Sink, down like precious stones

Until I wake I, dine on old encounters

Until

You taste like new flesh

You taste like new flesh

You taste like new flesh

Say my name again

Fold, secrets in the sweat

Like I

Swallow, years beneath this bed

Until I wake I, dine on old encounters

Until

There’s something in the way you lay

Enough to make the dead switch graves

You take your leave

You taste like new flesh

You taste like new flesh

You taste like new flesh

Say my name again

Say my name again

My hands are not worthy

My hands are not worthy (Until I wake I, dine on old encounters)

My hands are not worthy (Until I wake I, dine on old encounters)

My hands are not worthy (Until I wake I, dine on old encounters)

My hands are not worthy (Until I wake I, dine on old encounters)

Until I wake I, dine on old encounters

Until I wake I, dine on old encounters

Until I wake I, dine on old encounters

Until I wake I, until I wake I