Hand of Glory

Sleep... as the burning hand ignites
Dream... and in the next life you'll get wise

You took my Hand of Glory, I was hangin' high
You can see though black dimensions,
But you couldn't see me comin'

Sleep... as the burning hand ignites
Dream... and in the next life you'll get wise

You cut it from my wrist and then you bled it dry
You can see though black dimensions,
But you couldn't see me comin'

Sleep... as the burning hand ignites
Dream... and in the next life you'll get wise

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