Letra de The Dead Hand - The High Dials

Feel your lack of volition
Freedom is just an illusion
There is a hand
Like a ceiling that holds you down

There's no action
We're words upon the page
Written by a hand beyond this age

Run about inside this maze
Built by men in different days
There's no plan
No way to make your escape
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A hand guides the way

See this science-fiction
See our true condition
There is a hand
Like a magnet that holds you down

There's no action
We're words upon the page
Written by a hand beyond this age
This is the dead hand