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I woke up with charcoal handsClouds of grime crimes crown their hatredFingers bound by iron bandsIn palms they stay clenched through the nightWounds are green, neglected while IVisit never-ending scenes, where the frenzy speaksWords of just repeated till bloodlust floods usWe open up to see hellKeep my teeth so deep into the lips where fury cries;“I want to see hell”Pour your oil into their lungsLet it boil black, blistered tonguesWe both know nobody returns home from warWe open up to see hellKeep my teeth so deep into the lips where fury cries;“I want to see hell”I know my hands still reach for hellShould I feed them the fire?I know my hands still reach for hellTo condemn or to crownDrops of bleach, discolor their eyesLeave them never-ending seas of uncertainty Letras de cancionesStill we know nobody returns home from warTo condemn or to crownWhen will metronome count alone?We open up to see hellKeep my teeth so deep into the lips where fury cries;“I want to see hell”I know my hands still reach for hellShould I feed them the fire?I know my hands still reach for hellShould I feed them the fire?I know my hands still reach for hellShould I feed them the fire?I know my hands still reach for hellSee hellI know my hands still reach for hellShould I feed them the fireI know my hands still reach for hellWe’ll leave you for nowWe’ll leave you for nowWe’ll leave you for nowWe’ll leave you for now From Letras Mania