Make of me a subject bound Cased in halls and hushed up sound On the rack is art in heaven Always hitting on all sevens
By the book
Seven pillars handed down Make of me thy subject Lord Placed according to thy word Never inter crossed in heaven Always hitting on all sevens
By the book
Seven pillars by thy sword One by one has ordered Flank to flank and facing forward Hanging by the word In chapter, verse and sentence heard
Cast one, kept his pets Cast two, steered the flock Cast three, plumes and pelts Cast four, birds of song Cast five, watching dogs Cast six, preying beast Cast seven, working horses One by one
Make of me a subject cast Pressed and kept being made by glass Every heart by seven heaven Always hitting on all sevens
By the book
Seven pillars under latch One by one has ordered Flank to flank and facing forward Hanging by the word In chapter, verse and sentence heard
Cast one, kept his pets Cast two, steered the flock Cast three, plumes and pelts Cast four, birds of song Cast five, watching dogs Cast six, preying beast Cast seven, working horses One by one
1 thy and the lead companion now are leopards with the bandits 2 are shepherds of the flock and teaching goats of Hymn by stock 3 of poultry, 3 of feathered grace they hold their silken feather 4 for words of song and hymn that chirp devotion by thy whim 5 in hell they're watchin late, sniffin out thy truth and straight 6 a beast that prey that 9's layed-down word with truth will fall 7 working horses all thy mighty laborors till they Fall in line Fall in line Fall in line On the rack is art in heaven Always hitting on all sevens Always hitting on all sevens Always hitting on all sevens By the book Always seven written down