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

i can't diminish anymore
if i choose to dissolve in you
there's so much we can lose