In Session Lyrics

Sunday comes alive

Within the confines of this monumental might

In session we arrive, leaving all behind

Blessings brought upon no one



Meet the mundane, lukewarm and the whores

Please confirm them

The rapture treated way behind closed doors

Please come for them



Oh Lord, where can a man go

We're all lead astray



Healing for the crowds



Underground, the catacombs we roam

Flee through escape doors



Take me to your leader

Show me what the world is longing for



Oh Lord, where can a man go

We're all lead astray