The Clincher Lyrics

Touch/
I'll stand for nothing less/
Or never stand again/
These are the limits when ones buried/
This body's left the soul/
Well 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/
Well 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/
Well could we have known/
Never would i, helped to nail down/(i'll stand for nothing less)
With nothing to gain/
Here's the clincher, this should be you/
Made cold and crippled/
This happened to be/
Never changing/
Holding inside/(Or never stand again)
The phobia to view/
Made cold and crippled/
Ending it all/
Now saturate/x4
The earth/
Now saturate/x3