Desperate Graves

The swarms that I speak

are the wrists I have cut

by flooding the tubs

Where the warmth held her up

The lockets believe

that the secret of love

has caught its own tail

and its just won't give up

When I breath the heavens can't hold me

and I can't believe anymore

The light brings

the highest execution

Show me the wings I must cut

In your landfill days

these are desperate graves

Give me the alter

red will shine

This pendulum won’t wait

In your landfill days

these are desperate graves

Give me the alter

red will shine

This pendulum won’t wait

If I slay your spirit

with twin current volts

that weak in your knees

in the pit of my palms

Dressed in the slurs of

bovine engines

to feast upon the carcass

of your mother

When I breath the heavens can't hold me

and I can't believe anymore

The light brings

the highest execution

Show me the wings I must cut

In your landfill days

these are desperate graves

Give me the alter

red will shine

This pendulum won’t wait

In your landfill days

these are desperate graves

Give me the alter

red will shine

This pendulum won’t wait

When I turn the dial

and leave the gas on

I'm the matchstick

that you'll never lose

These are the splinters

made from a single blade

I'm the matchstick

that you'll never lose

I light the key that locks you in

I'm the matchstick that you'll never lose

And you'll wear the burden of all my burns

I'm the matchstick that you'll never lose

In your landfill days

these are desperate graves

Give me the alter

red will shine

This pendulum won’t wait

In your landfill days

these are desperate graves

Give me the alter

red will shine

This pendulum won’t wait

In your landfill days

these are desperate graves

Give me the alter

red will shine

This pendulum won’t wait

In your landfill days

these are desperate graves

Give me the alter

red will shine

This pendulum won’t wait