Lyrics: 777

This article contains the lyrics to the song, "777", as written by the alternative metal band Triple Seven. It is the sixth track from their third studio album, Lilith's Epiphany.

Lyrics
Remember the night you stuck that finger in my mouth?

Wishing your blood-drenched coat to be my nipples

The numbers on this wall and a cripple

Can't fly if puppets have them in doubt

Somebody please make God's disco ball ripple

'Tis a crying shame that I hate abuse

Goth boy, you mind damaging my head with the booze?

A dictator is what's best for somebody like myself

For today's punishment, I oughta be svelte

Portly lighters aren't any good without a steamy noose!

Now I'm awaiting the nameless sack of beauteous crap

Who will ravish me as I increase the mood with my cheery laugh

Bound and gagged by the shrunken heads

I'm anticipating my turn

To kill your fucking ass dead!

Remember the night you stuck that finger in my mouth?

Wishing your blood-drenched coat to be my nipples

The numbers on this wall and a cripple

Can't fly if puppets have them in doubt

Somebody please make God's disco ball ripple

I've been a terrible harlot, my lord

However, your soul's about to be on the butcher board

A violated harpy's true friend can't only be a short sword

Details

 * Length: 2:44
 * Genre: Rap rock, alternative metal, post-hardcore
 * Producer: David Bottrill
 * Band performance: Triple Seven
 * Credits
 * Ashlee Erickson - sung & screamed vocals
 * Ray Drieberg - lead & slide guitars
 * Skylar Vega - bass guitar, keyboard
 * Chance Bottings - rhythm guitar, rap vocals
 * Derrick Halsey - drums, percussion