Текст песни Hands Of Time

you go, carrying the hands of time
a phenomenon, so peculiar
they say, we're buried in the weight of god
down the drain, why so bitter?
cause it feeds her,
from the palm of my hand

i suffer from the worst hypocrisy
i beg to differ all the time,
perhaps it gives us all a way
do i confide? well never mind!
ill leave it for their souls
to bring to light,
arriving here just in time
falling in to place
i'm feeling mightier than my old man did
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those eyes, remind me of an early night
a castaway, wears me deeper
surprise, the word of god has
never lead a clean life,
i will pray it's not so filthy
it gets filthy, so quickly now

i suffer from the worst hypocrisy
i beg to differ all the time,
perhaps it gives us all a way
do i confide? well nevermind!
ill leave it for their souls
to bring to light,
arriving here just in time
falling in to place
i'm feeling mightier than my old man did