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Your Hands (Voices of Destiny)

Lay your hands on me to finally infect my heart Implant the image I will not resist this soothing lie You seek a savior's sense Be content with a martyr, me So if you leave me Don't think that I'll be found Just 'cause you can't see since you won't turn around And if you leave me Don't think my pain's erased Just 'cause you are too far from me to hear my screams Without remorse you tied me to the rack Sacrificed for your own good Your experiments put feelings on a tensile test I volunteered without awareness of the consequence Pain So if you leave me Don't think that I'll be found Just 'cause you can't see since you won't turn around And if you leave me Don't think my pain's erased Just 'cause you are too far from me to hear my screams They echo in the air around this hill The hill I struggled up to free my screams They echo in the air around this hill The hill I struggled up Your hands, they burn my skin My words erase your sins Your hands, they burn my skin But still my words may erase your sins So if you leave me Don't think that I'll be found Just 'cause you can't see since you won't turn around And if you leave me Don't think my pain's erased Just 'cause you are too far from me to hear my screams They echo in the air My screams Your hands, they burn