Dead Man's Hand

Down in the ground where its hiding in the deep
Waiting to strike there enemys
You can't hide you can not escape
It's your fate to except your

Death
It's neat to your
Soul
Waiting to get
Cought
Coming from the
Ground
Dead mans hand will take you down

Raising from the undergroung coming from hell
It's grap is cold and it never fails
Don't look back and face it
Because when it sees you it's your

Death
It's neat to your
Soul
Waiting to get
Cought
Coming from the
Ground
Dead mans hand will take you down

Death
It's neat to your
Soul
Waiting to get
Cought
Coming from the
Ground
Dead mans hand will take you down



Credits
Writer(s): Raphael Fettik
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