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Many Hands
Sinner, you better get ready Sinner, you better get ready, hallelujah In unforgiving night God came Plainly spoke my given name And unforgiving like a king Plainly spoke my given name (I heard a lumbering in the sky) Upon your pale, pale body I will put many hands (Made me think my time was nigh) And rough, rough fingers for every hole you have (Won't be the water, be the fire next time) But the kingdom and the power and the glory are yours (And time is coming when the sinner must die) The cool and quiet darkness that surrounds you is yours The fires that swallow up the silent mountains are yours The floods that drown the deserts and the valleys are yours The Lord spat and held me by my neck "I would die for you, I would die for you" he wept The Lord held me by my neck "I wish things could be different" he wept In unforgiving night God came Plainly spoke my given name SongtexteUpon your pale, pale body I will put many hands (Sinner, you better get ready) And rough, rough fingers for every hole you have (Sinner, you better get ready, hallelujah) The Lord spat and held me by my neck "I would die for you, I would die for you" he wept The Lord held me by my neck "I wish things could be different" he wept The Lord spat and held me by my neck "I would die for you, I would die for you" he wept The Lord held me by my neck "I wish things could be different" he wept The Lord spat and held me by my neck "I would die for you, I would die for you" he wept The Lord held me by my neck "I wish things could be different" he wept Aus Songtexte Mania