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Parthak
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When the Hands Hurt
After so much desolation They let hate contaminate their hopes The brightness of a blade cuts the air It pours fury and releases the inner revolt Thirsty and empty knives dance They bitterly laugh in the dark
When the hands hurt They destroy the hypocritical decency When the hands hurt They unlock the germ of violence!
Mistreated in the immensity of abandonment Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com They don't shrug their shoulders Migrants: prisoners of famine Writhe in their friends' bodies Beaten by the illusion of a dream They wait for the silvery rain The sea is stained blood-red
When the hands hurt They destroy the hypocritical decency When the hands hurt They unlock the germ of violence!
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