"Hands of Death (Burn Baby Burn)" as written by and Rob Wolfgang/clouser Zombie....
Sometimes the wicked ones
????????? the mortal sting
I am the only one
Across the dreary plane?

I am watching?
Across the crucified
So few are chosen
I do not die

????????? horrified
And seat yourself a ride
Get out of your denial
A genius of the night

And I am watching
Across the crucified
So few are chosen
I do not die

In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn

In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
They creep and crawl inside
Into the heart of cold

So dead and paralyzed
Perversion of the soul
I am watching
Across the crucified

So few are chosen
I do not die
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn

In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn


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"Hands Of Death" as written by Rob Zombie Charlie Clouser

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