The Hand Of Tomorrows Grave

Black Label Society

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Through eyes of decay
Selling smiles and hope
The serpents that slither
Through the noose of the rope

Take all that you're giving
You lost me along the way
Take all that you're giving
When all that you offer's the hand of tomorrow's grave

The asylum that speaks
Of what's to be
The fall of the past
And reality

Take all that you're giving
You lost me along the way
Take all that you're giving
When all that you offer's the hand of tomorrow's grave

Take all that you're giving
You lost me along the way
Take all that you're giving
When all that you offer's the hand of tomorrow's grave