Jericho | Sleep Token

 

Tread, ancient water salt Like I Sink, down like precious stones (oh)

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 (oh)

Until I wake I dine on old encounters Until (oh-oh)

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 ('til I wake, I dine on old encounters) My hands are not worthy ('til I wake, I dine on old encounters) My hands are not worthy ('til I wake, I dine on old encounters) My hands are, my hands are ('til I wake I, 'til I wake I)

'Til I wake, I dine on old encounters 'Til I wake, I dine on old encounters 'Til I wake, I dine on old encounters 'Til I wake I, 'til I wake I