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Hands That Mold

This song is by Dystopia and appears on the album Human = Garbage (1994).

Hands that kill mold illusions of peace.
Their fucked up pseudo security.
Destroy to give birth to technology.
To quicken the killing of you and me and him and her
Us humans think we are so smart, creating challenges how.
Our sky bleeds in your hands, it's nothing.
Build and build and build some more.
Industry fucks nature like some kind of whore.
Quest for invention, intelligence gone too far.
Synthetic environment were doomed from the start,
And I guess were all gonna die (my home).
And take everything under the sky (is nothing... to you).
Skies they bleed, infecting the land.
Oceans, they vomit onto the sand.
Wind so foul, a putrid reek.
Animals, they scream in disbelief.
And I guess were all gonna die (our lives).
And take everything under the sky (are nothing... just
Humanicide, Humanicide.
Black trees, dead seeds, dirt weeds.
How much longer do we have?
Human beings should have never evolved at all.
Your heart... your heart as cold as the concrete that
You lay.
Your mind... clouded with the pollution that you make.
Hide... lies... from all of us, the ones you have
Chosen to die.
Smother our Earth, blacken our skies
Your quest for progress, convenient demise.
Man... kind... to whom are you kind.
The peace that you mold is a lie, all lies.
Our lives float rejected down the stream.
They are nothing, not you or me.

Music by:


Lyrics by:

Dan Kaufman, Dino Sommese, Matt Parrillo



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