Anesthesia Lyrics

Oh Anesthesia

Hold me in your grasp till the traumas passed

Oh Anesthesia

In the blinding lights underneath the knife

Pressed to your breast slow dance with death

The devil has a pitchfork

Grim Reaper wields a scythe

Surgeon has a scalpel she will sever and incise

Cut away the rotten cut away the bruise

Cut away the black malignant memory of you

Oh Anesthesia

Hold me in your grasp till the traumas passed

Oh Anesthesia

In the blinding lights underneath the knife

Draw you in my breath lay me down to rest

From the undertakers table to the morticians blade

Crypt keeper's cackling laughter and the old grave diggers spade

Nail me in a pine box or douse me in the flame

By my graveside sing my praises on my tombstone carve my name

Oh Anesthesia

Hold me in your grasp till the traumas passed

Oh Anesthesia

In the blinding lights underneath the knife

Pressed to your breast slow dance with death

That stone mason's chisel barber's straight razor shave

Carpenter crafts the casket florist garnishes the grave

The judge has swung his gavel the hangman ties the knot

Black ink and a needle for the ones never forgot

Oh Anesthesia

Hold me in your grasp till the traumas past

Oh Anesthesia in the blinding lights underneath the knife

Dull faded mask to sleep at last