these hands, they are far from being clean
they have seen things you've never seen
they suit well covered in blood
because they are made to spill your guts
(your guts)
well ill find ways to get inside your soul
ill find ways to steal your gold
my heart will never be content, with revenge
your lips spewed out a truth
a truth that you only knew
it sounded like an escape, to us
(and thus) these hands took you away
well ill find ways to get inside your soul
ill find ways to steal your gold
my heart will never be content
with revenge and dirty hands
