| Hands Of Reason |
| I speak of people whose name is disguise The myth of flavour appears with no sign 'cause I see it coming, like a long lost friend A temple of rubble, the low and blind betray Inane, the pleasures that leave a sorry state You're told of treasures, indulgence cannot wait But wait for tomorrow and steal some sanity Insane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay them back As I now fall: fall into deprivation Fall: fallen there's still tomorrow Love hides the things you'll never know A lack of reason that makes a mortal man Untold the treasons, the past where it began 'cause I see it coming, like a long lost friend Insane thoughts are borrowed unable to repay them back As I see the blood, blood on the hands of reason Blood, bloody the hands that lead me Love for the ones you cannot know |