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[sathor]

Verse

Empty hands are closing
Over black prophetic sky
All the times are changing
All my life has been a lie

Empty hands are closing
Their gifts have yet to be
And if I am regretting
It's that I had no eyes to see

Chorus

Why should I love
When everything falls apart
Why should I care
When the world has not from the start

Why should I feel
When I am numb to all but pain
Why should I kneel
Before this world of cold hard steel

Verse

Empty hands are closing
Over black prophetic sky
And yet there is salvation
Although I have no wings to fly

Empty hands are closing
There is no time to cry
Left behind I wander
Too soon it will be time to die