Claustrospelunker - Tourniquet

If a stone holds you down

Keep your head above ground

Though the foothold can be merciless

In a world not your own

Its the wieght of the stone

Holding me, holding you

Very fast, quite fast

Its not the wieght of the stone that’s holding you down

Its the way it fascinates your mind

And just because it causes you to fall

Don’t mean it tempts me very much at all

I can see that it feels like a millstone is tied around your neck

But if you come clean and say,"I don’t have it together"

You can still keep your faith in check

3, 7, 9, 10, 12, 14 feet

No spineless fellow here

Down below 100 more and not a sign of fear

X marks the spot at 145 a stone dislodged held him fast

How could he know while now alive

13th day would be his last

They tried and tried to bring him to the surface in vain

If a stone holds you down

Keep your head above ground

Though the foothold can be merciless

For 12 more days the foothold was merciless

With no possible means of ingress or egress

In the end a paradox was found

The beast that held him was a 10 pound stone

Are you afraid — are you afraid?

That where he takes you is a cold, dark lonely place

Where its hard to find his face — hard to find his face

In a world that is not your own

In a world not your own — it’s not the wieght of the stone