I've seen the only living traces
Flicker in the sulphur
The ones who do believe me
Place your favor
Before you lay your question down
There's a matter of the payment to you
I slipped on crooked sores
In conclaves that you bothered
Let me be your tourniquet man
Let me keep you as a favor
When I hear your fingers
They will spell my name
As I trade the faces of the holders
Let me be your tourniquet man
Let me keep you as a favor
