Here Comes My Hand
There is a wrist
And it is terrible
Terrible fingers
Are snapping all the time
Here comes my hand
There are flames
That have a weight
They become fingers
They become strings of light
We are bound
By chains we cannot see
And there are strictures
That hold us to the earth
Here comes my hand
Here Comes My HandLRC歌词
There is a wrist
And it is terrible
Terrible fingers
Are snapping all the time
Here comes my hand
There are flames
That have a weight
They become fingers
They become strings of light
We are bound
By chains we cannot see
And there are strictures
That hold us to the earth
Here comes my hand
