Hands of Gold
Blood-red and sweetMouthful of wineI savor itAnd taste the freedomOn your lipsAnd heaven knowsI triedTo steer awayDelicious dangerMade me stay
Now I'm closerCloser to the edgeCloser to experienceAll of life and all of deathOh I'm falling
Closer, closer to the edgeCloser to experienceInto love and out of breathI am falling
Blood, red and sweetSpill in excessStick to our handsAnd in its rush we both shall restAnd pain nor fearCan breakThis bond, our chainTogether for our crimesWe'll pay
Some kill their love when they are youngAnd some when they are oldSome strangle with the hands of lustSome with hands of gold
The kindest use a knife becauseThe dead so soon grow oldYet each man kills the thing be lovesBy each let this be told