Your Hands کے بول

Someday they’ll get you, someday you’ll see like their eyes do Someday their ignorance and expectations will change you Someday, might be today, your final day as yourself someday Someday you’ll realize that every fire faded and every secret went away And all the creatures died just like the woods that were alive And all the colors and the magic starved to death with age Today you take it back today you burn their sickness today Tear them down, tear them down, this is your final war Burn their lies, the truth is in your heart They want to see you blend into their crowds and silence They want to see your soul decay Tear them down, tear them down, this is your final war Burn their lies, the truth is in your heart Change this world, change yourself it is the only way Purge yourself of their fear and burn away their hate