Hands Of Gold - Live

Blood-red and sweet
 Mouthful of wine
 I savour it
 And taste the freedom
 On your lips
 And heaven knows
 I tried
 To steer away
 Delicious danger
 Made me stay
 Now I'm closer
 Closer to the edge
 Closer to experience
 all of life and all of death
 Oh I'm falling
 Closer, closer to the edge
 Closer to experience
 Into love and out of breath
 I am falling
 Blood, red and sweet
 Spill in excess
 Stick to our hands
 And in its rush we both shall rest
 And pain nor fear
 Can break
 This bond, our chain
 Together for our crimes
 We'll pay
 Some kill their love when they are young
 And some when they are old
 Some strangle with the Hands of Lust
 Some with Hands of Gold
 The kindest use a knife because
 The dead so soon grow old
 Yet each man kills the thing be loves
 By each let this be told