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