Visitation Songtext
When he sits you down, when he makes you eat.
When he takes your hat, when he takes your keys:
"Finally, please..."
When he flicks and ash, when he frees a breath,
When he stays your hand, when he shows your death:
"Finally, please..."

"With a blinking light, with a fervent erasure,
I could peel the night from the muscle of the sky."
If the walls are wrong, of a height you can't
Ever ascertain, and the tetth enchant:
Finally, you've gone visiting.
You will not recall if you wake or not.
You will pyrolise until you viens are taut.
"Finally, please..."

"With a blinking light, with a fervent erasure,
I could peel the night from the muscle of the sky.
In a palsied flight, with a ferric elixir,
I could peel the night from the body of the sky."