Besedila: Verve Pipe. Acting As Your Slave.

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
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 drank while she forgave
With trials left unfaced

Acting as your slave
I stumble to her grave
An epitaph's defaced