A Hand Without Strength – D-A-D – letras

An empty plate for love & hate, so hungry like they never ateAnd if you fight, noone fights back – 200 killingsNow I know that death is wearing blackA hand that holds me without strength -a hand that touches me without weightThe troops of love are flying out – very angry, very loud- You can see it from the air – when you get hit,You don’t know where, and nothings seems fairA hand that holds me without strengtha hand that touches me without weightAnd with no flag left to defend – a hand that pushes meAnything as long as you touch me -Touch me – touch me – touch me