my hand asleep for hours

waiting for the needles to begin

i have no control

they proceed to penetrate my skin



acting as your slave i drink for amber waves

i never have embraced

acting as your slave i drink an open grave

an epitaph defaced



killing with compassion

she hasn't heard a word that i have said

swallowing your passion

i can see a thousand miles ahead



acting as your slave i drink for barricades

that i have often raised

acting as your slave i numb my head and rave

of epitaphs defaced



acting as your slave i drink while she forgave

with trials left unfaced

acting as your slave i stumble to her grave

an epitaph defaced