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from Paralysis by Hands Of A Saviour

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lyrics

My tongue is the scorpion’s tail.
The cold hands of life strike the frail.
There are men who dream and fail
but never learn what drives that nail.

I am the force that drives that nail.
I decide who dreams and fails.
My cold hands puppet the frail.
My tongue is the scorpion's tail.

Waking up irritated; always jaded?
Behind a fake smile, but you can’t take it?
See the image in the mirror, man; cater to it.
Count to ten; eradicate it.

And rejoice as the world begins to burn;
rejoice as the world begins to burn in the un-biased beauty of the flame. Breathe in, let it take away the pain.
Unbiased beauty of the flame, take away my pain.

There is no Hell for people like us - porcelain smiles will ransom your trust. “It'll be alright, it'll be okay;” “it'll be alright, bottle up the rage;” “don't let your life be defined by a cage.” Nothing is fine. Nothing is fine. There’s no cure for people like us - a whisper's kiss to soak on your cuts. We don't belong here. We don't belong here.

Control; control - The parts define the whole.
Control; control - Let it scar your soul.

Run …
Don't miss your mark …
Anything will burn with the right spark.

Don't fear the hand of the accuser;
break the stare of the seducer;
tear out the eyes of Medusa;
chant the name of the destroyer.
Don't fear the hand of the accuser;
break the stare of the seducer;
take the eyes of Medusa;
chant my name, Destroyer.

Wrap a clenched fist in barbed wire; Mr Fear, sir: you're a liar.
hear the choir expire; you're a pyre; I'm a fire.
Wrap a clenched fist in barbed wire; Mr Fear, sir: you're the liar.
Hear the choir; you’re a pyre;

I am the fire, you have made your bed now burn in it.
Where you hear silence, I hear symphonies of sainthood burning.
One by one they will all follow me. In dream I see them
escape the cold hand of the reaper and his final breath.

The Devil is a man, he takes my hand and walks beside me …

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from Paralysis, released January 18, 2016

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Hands Of A Saviour London, UK

Machine-gun vocals, dissonant grooves and heavy, technical metalcore from North London, England.

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