The wrath of God
comes down on us
And claims today
we pay the cost
For we stole from
eternity
But couldn't hide it up our sleeves
I'm alienated,
baby
Flickin' the streets at daisies
King of a foreign country
Beggin' for crumbs in the city
Alive
There's arms
between each arm
And I know that I won't come
to breathe out of my arm
More and more
Tell me again that you miss me And I will remember,
maybe
Kingdom of
blessed glory
See yet another
erase me
Alive There's arms
between each thumb
My own
There's arms
between
each soul
And I will come
to even
to mess up
