Holding Hands
By Tragic Black (2006)
On album The Sixx Premonitions (2013), The Decadent Requiem (2006)
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Puppet presidents in a greedy corporate war
Murdering in tyranny, stealing freedom more
Rotten sugar plums will dance in all our missing heads
When the bombs and missiles strike, all of us are fucking dead
Clinging to the sheets in a nightmare living dream
Gases attacking us, we're choking in our sleep
When war invades the scene, you will hear the sirens ring
Breathing the plague together, the little girls sing
In a tragedy, in a terrible plague
We're holding hands
As we all slowly decay
We're holding hands
As we all fall down
We're holding hands
Ashes lying on the ground
We're holding hands
Condemned cancer patients breathing toxic air
Dealing with the syndromes from the chemical warfare
War planes are flying high like vultures in the sky
Dropping bombs and destroying everything alive
Fleeing masses running frantic down the streets
Nowhere left to go. Death will set us free
Watching out the window. Troops forming battle lines
Preparing for war. Preparing to die
In a tragedy, in a terrible plague
We're holding hands
As we all slowly decay
We're holding hands
As we all fall down
We're holding hands
Ashes lying on the ground
We're holding hands
Murdering in tyranny, stealing freedom more
Rotten sugar plums will dance in all our missing heads
When the bombs and missiles strike, all of us are fucking dead
Clinging to the sheets in a nightmare living dream
Gases attacking us, we're choking in our sleep
When war invades the scene, you will hear the sirens ring
Breathing the plague together, the little girls sing
In a tragedy, in a terrible plague
We're holding hands
As we all slowly decay
We're holding hands
As we all fall down
We're holding hands
Ashes lying on the ground
We're holding hands
Condemned cancer patients breathing toxic air
Dealing with the syndromes from the chemical warfare
War planes are flying high like vultures in the sky
Dropping bombs and destroying everything alive
Fleeing masses running frantic down the streets
Nowhere left to go. Death will set us free
Watching out the window. Troops forming battle lines
Preparing for war. Preparing to die
In a tragedy, in a terrible plague
We're holding hands
As we all slowly decay
We're holding hands
As we all fall down
We're holding hands
Ashes lying on the ground
We're holding hands
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