ColdContact!!

I script a tale
From the crypt
turn in the grave
remove the myth

every touch made
to the holy abode
communicated
my soul returns

recreated charms
the contact i made
should i sacrifice
or must i wait

will heaven accept
all that is thrown
i follow the light
the light so stoned

withing my works
collateral habits
the contact made
to the holy spirits

every touch,thats made
witness,the rise
the contact,i had it
my sacrifice

actuality,concept
what the world just needs
the contact i made
gotta rest in peace