Death Hand
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Lyrics
Shake the facts from this mystery Death makes an equal of all men She couldn't be saved by a five figure check Thus was the nature of her end I heard a voice in the parlor room I saw on the dust covered floor 'Reverse silhouette, white as alabaster At first I thought it was a glove Nothing else could ever be open And she is never far When I locked the door behind me There she was What no one told me before too late Now all that's left to see is What they call the dead hand
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Song Details
- Duration
- 06:40
- Key
- 8
- Tempo
- 189 BPM