You can't touch what you can't burn.

Respond to distress just a second too late.
The alms were taken up early.
Guess it must have been fate.
You can't forget what you've already learned.
You cannot touch what you can't burn.

Finally, we're alone.
Tell me, how was your day?
But you sit silent and cold, like you've got nothing to say.
Don't hold your feelings inside.
"They" say it's bad for your health.
You're forcing this island upon yourself.

You can't touch what you can't burn.
You can't burn.

It's a typical, honest portrayal of isolation and doubt.
Like facing a hurricane, you're better within than without.
And you think that nobody is listening, but we are outside of your shell.
You can't continue this self-destruction.
Don't force this island upon yourself.

YOU CANNOT TOUCH WHAT YOU CAN'T BURN.

The reeking drama of dragging yourself out of bed.
The medication doesn't work anymore.
It's all in your head.

I will be next to you to defeat it.
I will offer myself to the storm.
Please relax that tired body.
Please rest that burdened soul for once.

You cannot touch what you can't burn.
Whatever you take, you have to earn.
You're wasting your minutes on your habits and wealth.
You're forcing this island upon yourself.

Don't force this island upon yourself.
Don't force it.

It's a typical, honest portrayal of isolation and doubt.
Like facing a hurricane, you're better within than without.
And you think that nobody is listening, but we are outside of your shell.
You can't continue this self-destruction.
Don't force this island upon yourself.

You can't touch what you can't burn.