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• Artiste: Radical Face
• Titre: The Gilded Hand
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Open eyes adjusting to the dark The growlin' of machinery Can't say if it's night or day And you know, somewhere in there you know There will be a price to pay 'til all this goes away So we walk the empty halls, the dirty walls We smear our names in them Dirt we find beneath our nails Can't be scrubbed from our tired hands, never clean We're never clean We're never clean Walk the halls, soot along the walls Some will smear their names in it While some just go away And you know, somewhere in there you know There's nothing here but surviving 'til something goes away But through the cracks in this machine We see the light, we see the sun dissolve And we feel the pulse of life A better life on the other side, and we wait And so we wait And so we wait Time is lost, found cracks along my bones This metal god is all I know Now something's gone away And you know, somewhere in there you know Our blood's in the machinery Our heart's in the machinery And that's what went away