Paroles de Withered Hand
Pluck your eyes outWith the master's withered hand
And the planets
Grope about without a plan
On your knees now
Because you'll only suffer more
You must suffer
Yes, you mustn't only die
And the heavens
Grinding down, you can't be well
Hanging heavy in a sky
As black as oil
Crawling slowly
Face down in the muck
Crawling slowly
With an outstretched
Withered hand
Yes, you mustn't only die
And the heavens
Grinding down, you can't be well
Hanging heavy in a sky
As black as oil
Crawling slowly
Face down in the muck
Crawling slowly
With an outstretched
Withered hand
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