An anesthesia says it will please you
in the sinking realm of the end’s blue.
I see the light it calls me at times
to slight this switchblade I fade crime.
Help me see the end to this tree
I won’t bait but I share a fate see.
Take me away and give a release
that takes me places of peace.
Give me what I want I’d give a damn
and put forth what I’d do yes I am.
A man of fate seeing time pass for all
I won’t step off track I won’t crawl.
Tell of actuaries of time lift epiphanies
that seek me I sleep so damn easy.
I need it for the sleep I need most;
give this vessel its skeletal host.