Altars

Drinks up, blood cup
Can you fill it up?
Guide the blade
And watch me spill it out

Drink up, no luck
Demons fill me up
And I know my day is coming round

Wouldn't it be nice if you found me
Crying alone in the morning fog?
Grieving red reflections
Gives me a reason to end it all

Drinks up, blood cup
Can you fill it up?
Guide the blade
And watch me spill it out

Drink up, no luck
Demons fill me up
And I know my day is coming round

Wouldn't it be nice if you found me
Crying alone in the morning fog?
Grieving red reflections
Gives me a reason to end it all

I can't feel a fucking thing and I like it that way
Put salt in the dirt and tears in the grave
Goblet's gold, red's ornate
Iron taste, silver blade

I can't feel a fucking thing and I like it that way
Put salt in the dirt and tears in the grave
Goblet's gold, red's ornate
Iron taste

Do you know me better than I know me?
Do you love me just enough to hate me?
Do you care I'm slaughtering the old me?
Do you love me just enough to end me?

Do you know me better than I know me?
Do you love me just enough to hate me?
Do you care I'm slaughtering the old me?
Do you love me just enough to end me?

Do you care I'm slaughtering the old me?
Do you care I'm slaughtering the old me?



Credits
Writer(s): Dan Quijote
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