STRANGE HANDS ARE HOLDING MY SOUL
FROM MY LONELY REVOLUTION
FROM MY WEAK AND FRAGIL WORLD
FROM MY EYES FULL OF CONFUSION
FROM MY BODY WITHOUT HEART
THERE'S NO A NEW INVENTION
TO EXPLAIN WHAT IS WRONG
IS NOT THE RIGHT MOMENT
BUT YOU MUST BE STRONG
FROM MY FLIMSY REVOLUTION
FROM MY SICK AND STUPID WORLD
FROM MY EYES FULL OF DESTRUCTION
FROM MY BODY WITHOUT HEART
THERE'S NO A NEW INVENTION
TO EXPLAIN WHAT IS WRONG
IS NOT THE BEST MOMENT
BUT YOU MUST BE STRONG
PLEASE, FOLLOW YOUR WAY
BECAUSE STRANGE HANDS ARE HOLDING MY SOUL
AND PLEASE FORGET ALL THIS
BECAUSE STRANGE HANDS ARE HOLDING MY SOUL
LIKE THE AIR, IN MOTION
THERE'S NO A NEW INVENTION
TO EXPLAIN WHAT IS WRONG
IS NOT THE RIGHT MOMENT
BUT YOU MUST BE STRONG
PLEASE, FOLLOW YOUR WAY
BECAUSE STRANGE HANDS ARE HOLDING MY SOUL
AND PLEASE FORGET ALL THIS
BECAUSE STRANGE HANDS ARE HOLDING MY SOUL
STARTS FROM NOTHING
BECAUSE STRANGE HANDS ARE HOLDING MY SOUL
LIKE THE AIR, IN MOTION
BECAUSE STRANGE HANDS ARE HOLDING MY SOUL
LIKE THE AIR, IN MOTION
