Blood Is on Your Hands Lyrics

Once upon a time, there was a little girl,
Every day she'd cry and ask the mother earth
Where's all the beauty gone to.

She'd abuse and use then after she would pray,
Living life as if tomorrow's years away,
Every time she'd see a reflection of herself.

Find, find the voice that keeps you chained inside,
Falling falling down
Shout, silence all the demons in the night.
Inject your mind,
With new desire.

Once upon a time, there was a little boy,
Every day he'd cry and ask the mother earth
Where's all the beauty gone to.

He'd abuse and use then after he would pray,
Living life as if tomorrow's years away,
And every time he'd hear
A whisper in the wind:
The blood is in your hands.

Every time they'd see a reflection of themselves.