LAW - Apathy's Cold Hand | Текст песни

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• Apathy's Cold Hand

Broken fingers useless from holding the weight of my discontent.

A line of fire drawn between you and I, burning in the fires I have built within to reproach the cold.

I am not helpless. My voice will not be silenced.

Broken, I won't succumb to apathy. Broken, I will not watch others suffer. Broken, I will take the hands of your indifference and break every single fucking finger.

Who will cover your eyes then?