Hanged by My Hand Songtext
von Enforced

Gnashing clouds of smoke
Cold hearted broken choke
Consumes the world as it expands

Hanging in my throat
Acidic carcasses bloat
What can I do to escape or break this wretched place?

Plans made on their own accord
And they don′t include me
In blind-eyes benign prophecy


Some gleaming future trope
I'd rather choke on rope
Than see the powers act like they′re built on moral ground

Hanged by my hand

Hanged

A feral fever grows
Too vapid to dispose
Bеhind a poison smile
Decline indеnial

Hanged
By my hand