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The Lost Hands of God
written by cryptic_misery07:01 PM 10/28/04Living in the dead
Sinning through every prayer
Cutting every strand of hope
God turns his back on what he created
There or not I can't decide
Fading in and out with every breath
Getting colder and pale
Numb, fragile silence
And the death field of flowers
Understand should you not
But fear the lost hands of god
Because he has left eternity |
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