Lyrics Fit For Rivals

Fit For Rivals

Cut Off Your Hands

Pass this on as my epilogue

Heartless, selfish, alone they'll fall

Light the match, breathe in deep I cried

Lock the doors, let them burn inside

Cut off your hands there's no escaping

You try to get up to severe the craving

Redrawn, appease this con, and recess back to what you've become

The end is neigh, fading into night

Vengeance, consequence, left entwined

Abhor the hopeless, apprise this crime, soon everything will be alright

Cut off your hands there's no escaping

You try to get up to severe the craving

Redrawn, appease this con, and recess back to what you've become

You think I've had enough, but I'm not giving up

You think I've had enough

You think I've had enough, but I'm not giving up

You think I've had enough

And I say

Cut off your hands there's no escaping

You try to get up to severe the craving

Redrawn, appease this con, and recess back to what you've become

Cut off your hands there's no escaping

You try to get up to severe the craving