Black Hand Songtext
von New Trolls

The black hand, the black hand
The black hand, the black hand
The black hand, the black hand
The black hand, the black hand
The black hand, the black hand
The black hand, the black hand
The hand of a man that strikes in the dark
The face of that man you′ll never know
Black hand, black hand
He grew like a tree in the desert
But that tree has grown old
And now someone is trying To dig the root that are spreading wide
The black hand, the black hand
The black hand, the black hand
The black hand, the black hand
The black hand, the black hand
The black hand, the black hand
Black hand, black hand
He came from the States to the native land
Thinking that the reason was there
But a hand that hides in the dark
Strikes again and leaves no name