I thought it strange what shot out a vein was already cold No pulse to blame but shallow and slow it leaves me A warming grin Tears deep at the skin no calm to the ache my body shakes withdrawn going faint it leaves me Bitten, feeling numb cave the walls and cough the ashes starting over Blinded at the tongue taste the air In color flashes starting over Deceptive veins, infected terrain gave birth to the wound My living paint by venomous flume I've gone insane trying to obey time's dangerous rule A life in wait while laid to waste