Hands of bone, hands of steel

Based off an AMAZING song by The Protomen, called The Good Doctor can be found here: [link]

They've waited so long for this day,
Someone to take the death away,
No son would ever have to say
"My father worked into his grave."
We'll sleep tonight with hands of bone, we will wake with hands of steel
With these hands we will destroy, and with these hands we will rebuild
We will stand above our city, rising high above the streets
From tops of buildings we will look at all the lives beneath our feet

We will raise our hands above us, cold steel shining in the sun
With these hands that will not bleed, my father's battle will be won!



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