God's Cold Hands Lyrics
Nails God's Cold Hands
Death, dying in a world below
Innocence lost, gross and disposed
Buried alive in a grave called life
God's Cold Hands
Starved in the arms of nothing
Cower in fear of what death will bring
Pray for peace to a god deceased
God will die with me
Innocence lost, gross and disposed
Buried alive in a grave called life
God's Cold Hands
Starved in the arms of nothing
Cower in fear of what death will bring
Pray for peace to a god deceased
God will die with me
