Dirty Granny Tales - Hands | Текст песни

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Look at my fingers, well shaped and long
To a master of art they seem to belong
Path of my life where do you go?
Look at my hand, so steady and strong
For power and glory they're made to work
Path of my life where do you go?

All my neglected dreams, so bloody scare to take my chances
My hands I beg, oh please... stay forgive my shivering...

We are the hand of a master misplaced
Onto a slave, of fear and disgrase
We’re getting tired of being ashamed
Damn with your weakness, damn with your pain
Now it is time to tell you your fate
We’re gonna stick you in the heart with a blade
We’re gonna slice your wrist and your veins
Loose we will fly away...

Smell of my fear, shame of my pride
Crawling forever in a dark place to hide
Viciously guilty of killing my time...
Sorrowfull loser, moping the dust
Marvelous hands your forgiveness I ask
Visious guilty of waisting my life

Very said indeed...

Carry on, and day by day I lie
Carry on, and day by day I cry
Carry on, and day by day I die

Where is your woman, you pityfull freak?
We’re getting tired of holding your dick!
You’ve had your chances, you threw them away
You left us useless, day after day
Curse on your sickness curse on your frown
Judgment will fall like the heaviest stone
Cold shining dagger merciless blade

This is the time that you pay…!!!

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