Lyrics: Every Succubus for Themselves

The following article contains the lyrics to "Every Succubus for Themselves", a song by the American metal band Triple Seven. It is the thirteenth and final track off their third full-length studio album Lilith's Epiphany.

Lyrics
A sign pointed at your head, instead of a slyph's pistol

Don't know how you got here

I'm too inclined to enquire about the filthy predicament

Darker than sable, crazier than grizzle

You and I must be humanoid whores

We are dead as a doornail

We are beyond sentient

We watched the nymphomaniacal tiger

Somehow slitting her paws while feeling nothing

The beast's ex isn't hovering above her stripes

This is all too anomalous, acutely atypical...

Idiotically implausible, instantly ironic...

Getting a hold of an operator

My cretinous voice unable to reach even Poseidon

Your uvula drops to the scorching platform

Is this the scary truth? Or a gleeful lie?

These questions already have swindled me

(Out of my ebbing stability)

Every! Succubus!

For themselves!

We've! Gotten rid of!

Our brain-strengthening manacles!

We have forfeited our shackles

It's every succubus out for themselves

Or quite possibly out for a lack of the masses

Every! Succubus!

For themselves!

We've! Gotten rid of!

Our brain-strengthening manacles!

Track details

 * Length: 4:27
 * Genre: Alternative metal
 * Producer: David Bottrill
 * Band performance: Triple Seven
 * Credits
 * Ashlee Erickson - vocals
 * Ray Drieberg - lead guitar
 * Skylar Vega - bass guitar, keyboards
 * Chance Bottings - rhythm guitar
 * Derrick Halsey - drums, piano