Priests Of Cholera Lyrics

Noah Georgeson Priests Of Cholera

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