Before The Altar

Bone meets bone, clash in fire
Stand alone, or stand beside her
I can't stand, these overtones
There is no chance, says these mortal glands

Oh, in the morning, in the morning
When everyone else is gone you'll have the last word, I don't feel like

I belong, to your secret songs
I burned my hand, I burned my good
I'm still young, It wont last for long
Say your prayers, shave it all off

Oh, in the morning, in the morning
Have a secret, here's a secret take a diarhetic, and just

Play along, I let go
I don't want to know, what the mirror can show me
Anthemic soul. shake your tone
Magic realism is just, melodic drone

Oh, in the morning, in the morning
It's the most that ive been thinking, and the touch I feel is shrinking from your

Mighty palm, A second rate numbing
Most of all, It's all my fault
I should just love, I can't be upfront
Why don't I just speak, Instead of singing

Oh, Why does everybody need a password im a solo i am sow low
I am basic, and the sake of all the shackles holding in

My mind is gone, break the blood
Beat the drum, beat the lasting past
Face the waking, the breaking wave
Bone meets bone, there is no brain