Hand of Doom

What you gonna do? Time's caught up with you
Now you wait your turn, you know there's no return
Take your written rules, you join the other fools
Turn to something new, now it's killing you

First, it was the bomb, Vietnam napalm
Disillusioning, you push the needle in
From life you escape, reality's that way
Colors in your mind, satisfy your time

Oh you, you know you must be blind
To do such things as this
To take the sweet that you don't know
You're giving Death a kiss... poor little fool now

Your mind is full of pleasure
Your body's looking ill
To you it's shallow leisure
So drop the acid pill... don't stop to think now

You're having a good time baby
But that won't last
Your mind's all full of things
You're living too fast
Go out and enjoy yourself
Don't bar it in
You need someone to help you
Stick the needle in... yeah

Now you know the scene, your skin starts turning green
Your eyes no longer see life's reality
Push the needle in, face Death's sickly grin
Holes are in your skin, caused by deadly pin

Head starts spinning 'round, you fall down to the ground
Feel your body heave, Death's hand starts to weave
It's too late to turn, you wouldn't learn
Price of life is high, now you're gonna die