Desperate Graves

With qualms that I speak Of the wrists I have cut By flooding the tubs Where the warmth held below The lockets believe That the secret of love Has caught its own tail And it just won't give up When I breathe The heavens can't hold me And I can't believe anymore The light breathes The highest execution Show me the wings I must cut In your left of days These are desperate graves [Repeat: x2] Give me the alter Let me shine The pendulum won't wait If I slay your spirits With twin covent vaults That weakened 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 breathe The heavens can't hold me And I can't believe anymore The light breathes The highest execution Show me the wings I must cut In your left of days These are desperate graves [Repeat: x2] Give me the alter Let me shine The 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'm like the key That locks you in I'm the matchstick That you'll never lose When you wear the burning Of all my ferns I'm the matchstick That you'll never lose In your left of days These are desperate graves [Repeat: x4] Give me the alter Let me shine The pendulum won't wait