Final Hands - Smoke Blow

WHERE DID SUMMER GO

REMEMBER ME FOR THE TIMES I RUINED YOU

TAKE THIS BLADE TO MY WRIST

YOU HEARD THE HORDES BEEING ON THEIR WAY

A FAR CRY FROM PESTILENCE

NOW YOU COME LOOKING FOR ME

YOU’RE ALL ALONE IN A TIME OF NEED

REGRET WILL GET YOU IN THE END

ROLL THE DICE IN YOUR GAME OF PRETEND

WALK YOUR TUNNEL WITH NO LIGHT AT THE END

NO SELF CONTROL, UNDER COMMAND

CRUCIFIED BY FINAL HANDS

AND WHEN THE END COMES

IT WILL BURN BRIGHT LIKE TEN MILLION SUNS

TAKE THIS BLADE TO MY WRIST

YOU HEARD THE HORDES BEEING ON THEIR WAY

WALK DOWN FINAL HANDS WALK DOWN

HANDS OFF MY TESTAMENT

BEWARE OF MY TESTAMENT

THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING

IT’S THE END

FINAL HANDS WALK DOWN

FINAL HANDS WALK DOWN

FINAL HANDS CRUCIFIED FOR HERESY

FINAL HANDS CRUCIFIED FOR HERESY