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