Hatebreed - Hands Of A Dyingman lyrics

This goes on... Before me lies a wounded soul A sprit at the end of a lonely road Such a cruel fate looms yet he has no fear As the sands of existence fall like tears All joy had perished All contempt was mine Once I held the hands Hands of a dying man Another crow lingers overhead Now that I know the cold touch From the hands of a dying man d**h devours never resting Never fed, never repenting Robbed of justice, stripped faith Accepting this all it what it must take So pa** your judgement An cast your stones But only once youve held the hands of a dying man Ill grant your forgiveness For the wrong youve done Once youve felt the coldest touch From the hands of a dying man And for those who still speak names in vain My only justice lies in knowing Theyll eat every f**ing word! So now ill use this to... Strengthen, the fight inside of me Strengthen, beyond what you can see Strengthen, my resolve In honour of those who choose to carry on I strengthen, the fight inside of me Strengthen, beyond what you can see Strengthen, my resolve Always in the names of those who carry on One day youll know a touch so cold And youll embrace it all alone And whats inside is what you own This is where it all strikes home