Ritual Howls Nervous Hands Lyrics
Nervous Hands by Ritual Howls
[Verse 1]
From painted lips, words are spoken
Take them to their rightful place
With this collar of german silver
To the carnival of decay, of decay
[Chorus]
Nervous hands with nervous fingers
Dare to make a sound
Illuminate us, river of spirits
Corpses shining down, shining down
From painted lips, words are spoken
Take them to their rightful place
With this collar of german silver
To the carnival of decay, of decay
[Chorus]
Nervous hands with nervous fingers
Dare to make a sound
Illuminate us, river of spirits
Corpses shining down, shining down