Nervous Hands
From painted lips
Words are spoken
Take them to their rightful place
With this collar of german silver
To the carnival of decay
Of decay
Nervous hands
With nervous fingers
Dare to make a sound
Illuminate us river of spirits
Corpses shining down
Shining down.
Words are spoken
Take them to their rightful place
With this collar of german silver
To the carnival of decay
Of decay
Nervous hands
With nervous fingers
Dare to make a sound
Illuminate us river of spirits
Corpses shining down
Shining down.
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Writer(s): Benjamin Saginaw, Christopher Samuels, Paul Bancell
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