Touch

I´ll stand for nothing less
Or never stand again
These are the limits when one´s buried
This body´s left the soul
Could we have known
Never would I, helped to nail down

Careful of drifting off
Now losing taste and touch
Turning a pale blue leaning in to say
This body´s left the soul
The brain needs oxygen
Can´t sneak around this bait
His catacomb has got me by the chin
This body´s left the soul

Could we have known
Never would I, helped to nail down
With nothing to gain
Here´s the clincher, this should be you
Now saturate [x4] and touch
Now saturate [x3], the earth
Now saturate [x3], the earth

Could we have known
Never would I, helped to nail down
With nothing to gain
Here´s the clincher, this should be you
This happened to be never changing
Holding inside, the phobia
Made cold and crippled, ending it all

Now saturate [x4] the earth
Now saturate [x3]