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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Hands Of Reason”

• I speak of people whose game is disguise The myth of flavour appears with no sign 'Cause I see it coming, just like a long lost friend A temple of rubble, the low and blind betray Inane the pleasures that leave a sorry state You're told of treasures, indulgence cannot wait But wait for tomorrow and steal some sanity Insane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay them back As I now fall... fall into deprivation Fall... fallen there's still tomorrow Love hides the things you'll never know A lack of reason that makes a mortal man Untold the treason, the past where it began 'Cause I see horror, horror to think about Insane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay them back As I see the blood, blood on the hands of reason Blood, bloody the hands that lead me Love for the ones you cannot know

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