I've been touched by the hands of God Say something, say something Through your cold hands I slipped Down where all is dimly lit In this abyss I'll always be Cursed am I, forlorn by thee
Sunrise again Rays shower a man Cold to the sensation He don't care for the light Or the day's revelations Down here's no peace His detachment from anger Was a wedding to grief
I've been touched by the hands of God Say something, say something Through his numb hands I slipped Down where demons keep all dimly lit In this abyss I'll always be Cursed am I, forlorn by thee
Sundown again Shadows follow a man In resignation No wave of anger breaks The confines of medication Still he can't be here now So he runs from running Into grief