Ghostfire - Hand Of Glory | Текст песни

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CHORUS
Unbeliever, that's not the wind in the frame
Damned deceivers, you hear me knocking
Hand of glory, pointing the finger at you
Godawful stories will all come true

VERSE 1
In this iron cage, the weather taunts me
Bleaches my bones
Eternal rage, it still blows through me
My heart a ruined and empty stone
And here I'll stay come rain and snow and shine
Locked out of life, locked out of time
Before my spirit crumbles into dust
I'll make amends for things unjust

VERSE 2
My post upon this hill
Shall be a beacon for all things ill
The day we're joined in torment and unrest
That day I swear by God shall be the best
And though the coaches seem to roll no more
Their wheels still spark, their horses roar
Before my pistol hammer turns to rust
I'll make amends for things unjust

OUTRO
You took the best from me, you took the breath from me
This hellish symphony shall guide you well
You stole the life from me, the trial the tragedy
This hell's cacophony shall guide you well
You stole the life from me...

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