At The Alter

If we were wrong he was dying meet
An angel or goddess of hell
If I were strong I would piss in my seat
And I think I'll break through the shells

And the clouds are fake
I couldn't tell you why
But I see your face
I couldn't tell you why
I'll decide my fate
Then I'll store my flame
And

If we were wrong he was dying meet
An angel or goddess of hell
If I were strong I would piss in my seat
And I think I'll break through the shells

And my bones decayed
I should eat more steak
All your great disdains
And I'm drowning in your lake
Oh You decide my fate
Then I'll store my flame

If we were wrong he was dying meet
An angel or goddess of hell
If I were strong I would piss in my seat
And I think I'll break through the shell



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Writer(s): Alex Kim
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