Songtekst van The Color Morale: The Man Behind The Hands

The Man Behind The Hands


And the sky awaits us all,
Now I know today will be the day
Where my throat goes first,
But tonight there will be no slowing of my heart
Or calming my pulse

I want you to feel,
I want you to feel your pulse in my words
And make your actions speak louder

We're as children numbered in millions,
Made for a kingdom,
But all designed to fail
We were designed to fail,
We were all designed to fail
We were designed to fail,
We were all designed to fail

This Is the reason he created seasons,
So we can all learn when our leaves fall
In June, this is the reason he created seasons,
So shoot the arrow, but don't miss the apple

I need my eyes,
I need my eyes as much as my throat,
As much as my voice

God send us down and angel,
So she can purge the church
Send her to the earth
As living proof of worth worship
Not your priests,
Nor your whores,
Not anything more than,
More than what you leak out of all your pores

You have already been marked for death,
You have already been marked for death,
You made the mark yourself

So I ask you all, if tomorrow never came,
Would you think or would you act the same?
And I will ask you If tomorrow never came,
Would you think or act the same?

Please help the man,
Please help the men behind their masks,
Behind their hands







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