Shroud of Sorrows by Occultation Lyrics

Hooded figures
Wandering
Missing features
Shameful names

Draped in silk red gowns
Hiding in the crowd

Overseers
In the rain
Withered preachers

Eyes inside the wall
Time begins to stall
Eyes inside the wall
Echoes in the hall

Through the passageways
Of all different shades
The last one is red
Who will ring the bell at three?
Cherubim or Seraphim
Who will ring the bell at three?

Long black fingers pointing to the
Sign