Hand of doom

Hand of doom

Whatcha gonna do?
Times caught up with you
Now you wait your turn
You know theres no return

Take your written rules
You join the other fools
Turn to something new
Now its killing you

First it was the bomb
Vietnam napalm
You push the needle in

From life you escape
Realitys that way
Colours in your mind
Satisfy your time

Oh you, you know you must be blind
To do something like this
To take the sleep that you dont know
Youre giving death a kiss, oh, little fool now

Your mind is full of pleasure
Your bodys looking ill
To you its shallow leisure
So drop the acid pill,

Dont stop to think now

Youre having a good time baby
But that wont last
Your minds all full of things
Youre living too fast

Go out enjoy yourself
Dont bottle it in
You need someone to help you
To stick the needle in, yeah

Now you know the scene
Your skin starts turning green
Your eyes no longer seeing
Lifes reality

Push the needle in,
Face deaths sickly grin
Holes are in your skin,
Caused by deadly pin

Head starts spinning round
You fall down to the ground
Feel your body heave
Deaths hands starts to weave

Its too late to turn
You dont want to learn
Price of life you cry
Now youre gonna die!