an opium bath to seize my quivering pores

an opium bath to seize my quivering pores a song by Limeboiler on Archodia Music

the memory shoots through my veins like the coldest lightning bolt (crown) by Limeboiler ,
distant lovers roam the halls of my cranium by Limeboiler ,
forty-eight silt filters under a pile of bones by Limeboiler ,
please belie me with such haste by Limeboiler ,
an opium bath to seize my quivering pores by Limeboiler ,
so mundane it dissolves like brittle stone by Limeboiler ,
about to fall asleep perceiving extra dimensions by Limeboiler ,
crawling through brimstone like a fire slug praying for incinera (throat) by Limeboiler ,
everytime i look at the clock it seems to read the same number by Limeboiler ,