Your hands can talk Songtext
von Sibelclan

There are seven lies
That return to the world
To the worm and the red temptation
Only one will be truth
To get lost to the end
Under sheets in a deep vault

Can you sail to me?
Nothing you can feel
Are your eyes pointing and convincing me?
Savor, shake and drop
The sap to give in
And to keep the excitement

It′s the crystal box
And gray smoke
Whatever shall I fear
The thick smoke


If your hands can talk
I'll jump into your mind
They know that their dogs are blind
The judge gavel hits hard right on your feet
And breaks the iceberg

Can you sail to me?
Nothing you can feel
Are your eyes pointing and convincing me?
Savor, shake and drop
The sap to give in
And to keep the excitement

Can you sail to me?
Nothing you can feel
Are your eyes pointing and convincing me?
Savor, shake and drop
The sap to give in
And to keep the excitement

It′s the crystal box
It's the crystal box
Whatever shall I fear
The thick smoke
The thick smoke