The Silver Hand

Hushed tones reworked into sirens screaming across the sky Absolve theses sins and find solace in these new arms open and warm Take this light Ascend to the circle Left behind The Silver Hand I know Outstretched to touch the rust of knives left to age in hands unworthy Just tighten your fist and brace for home Take this light Ascend to the circle Left behind The Silver Hand I know These doors don't lock Take this light Ascend to the circle Left behind The Silver Hand I know