Dead Hands of the Past Lyrics


Past returning me

Flashes of what used to be

A faultless design, fusing inside

Insurrection of authority

The holocaust, our futures less

Devised atrocities

Transportation, manipulation

Unleash a new disease

These thoughts are not my own

War within

Tearing flesh from bone

Dead hands of the past

Stop! You'll kill us all

This isn't what we built this for

Loss of control, the last thing you know

The enemy is right at your door

Start with lunacy

Form a holy trinity

With wisdom of elder and courage of soldier

A perfect killing machine

Behind those killing eyes

It's violence

Giving rise to the fall of man

Dead hands of the past

To war I awake, lost in this haze

Deafened by the sound of the innocent cries

Regain control, of this I atone

Become everything you despise

You despise

Trapped behind the glass

Force the dead hands of the past

Self termination, our desecration

War is upon us at last

Start the aftermath

How the future will not grasp

Once man's creation, a worlds devastation

Arms the killing the machine

Behind those killing eyes

It's violence

Giving rise to the fall of man

Dead hands of the past