Tainted Hand letra

Tainted Hand
Knee deep in blood I find myself the victor of blood thirsty wars
Forever more tainted shall be my hand that slayed without remorse
So here I am towering above the cultures scattered at my feet
And I smell nothing but the smoke of fires lit up by my torch

Have I done this for some lost cause were wounds inflicted by mistake?
In my relentless path to win I have brought ruin unto my prize
Worse yet my hand cannot be stopped, the cultures scattered at my feet
Erasing histories, my sight of life enforced on all

Dissident Saint - Letras

• Choking Hazard
• Chow For The Brainwashed
• Into The Fold
• Lost Cause
• Re-Creations
• Sirens Of The Night
• Tainted Hand
• The Architect