Guilty Hands - The Senate

These shades of gray

Haunted by his shadow

And stirring stormy skies

He begs for delight

Oh, he freezes her soul

He’s falling hard

As cities crumble

Away into the dark

And he wakes to see the fear in her eyes

Oh, how he loves those eyes

The blood on his guilty hands is raining on me

It leaves me cold

These filthy lands

His guilty hands they touch

Its cold as ice

Like soul-sucking life

Scream into empty night

Empty night

The blood on his guilty hands is raining

It leaves me cold

It leaves me cold

It leaves me cold

She says, I don’t want to feel

The way I do now

For the shame no one will know

What his guilty hands have done

And when she dreams

She really wants to float on the sea

But he’s tied a rock to her feet

She’s screaming in her sleep

In her sleep

The blood on his guilty hands is raining

It leaves me cold

It leaves me cold

It leaves me cold

She says, I don’t want to feel

The way I do now

For the shame no one will know

What his guilty hands have done

How can I get away?

How can I get him away?

How can I get away?

How can I get him away?

How can I get away?

How can I get him away?

How can I get away?

How can I get away?

The blood on his guilty hands is raining

I don’t want to feel the blood

Feel the blood

Feel its raining

I don’t want to feel those hands

Cold, cold hands

It’s raining

How can I get away

From the blood, it’s my blood

Oh, it’s raining

She says, I don’t want to feel

The way I do now

For the shame no one will know

What his guilty hands have done