Black Hands, no one can dance
Without sense, looks like an unknown inheritance
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Black Hands, Keep the distance and long loud silence
Its a real resemblance or an eternal romance
Just human balance but a hindrance
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For the rise, promises and lies
Those simple minds, imposture
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Without complain, Innocence and patience
Those respectuous people, sincerity, honesty
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
