Guilty Hands

By Nicholas D. Drummond
© 2005 Reeling From The Stitch (ASCAP)

These shades of gray
Haunted by his shadow
And stirring stormy skies
He begs for delight
Oh he freezes her soul

He’s falling hard
as cities crumble
Away into the dark
And he wakes to see the fear in her eyes
Oh he loves those eyes

The blood on his guilty hands is raining on me
It leaves me cold

These filthy lands
His guilty hands they touch
Its cold as ice
Like soul-sucking life
Scream into empty night

The blood on his guilty hands is raining on me
It leaves me cold

She says I don’t want to feel
The way I do now
For the shame no one will know
What his guilty hands have done

And when she dreams
she really wants to
just float on the sea
But he’s tied a rock to her feet
She’s screaming in her sleep

The blood on his guilty hands is raining on me
It leaves me cold

She says I don’t want to feel
The way I do now
For the shame no one will know
What his guilty hands have done

How can I get away
How can I get him away

The blood on his guilty hands is raining

She says I don’t want to feel
The way I do now
For the shame no one will know
What his guilty hands have done