(song of The NEW TROLLS)
The Black Hand, the Black Hand
The hand of a man
that strikes in the dark,
the face of that man
you'll never know.
The Black Hand, the Black Hand
It grew like a tree in a desert
but the tree has grown old
and now someone is trying
to dig the roots that are spreading wide.
The Black Hand, the Black Hand
He came from the States to the native land
thinking that the reason was there
but a hand that hides in the dark
strikes again and leaves no name.
The Black Hand, the Black Hand
Newtone - The Black Hand Lyrics
Newtone - The Black Hand Lyrics
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(song of The NEW TROLLS)
The Black Hand, the Black Hand
The hand of a man
that strikes in the dark,
the face of that man
you'll never know.
The Black Hand, the Black Hand
It grew like a tree in a desert
but the tree has grown old
and now someone is trying
to dig the roots that are spreading wide.
The Black Hand, the Black Hand
He came from the States to the native land
thinking that the reason was there
but a hand that hides in the dark
strikes again and leaves no name.
The Black Hand, the Black Hand
The Black Hand, the Black Hand
The hand of a man
that strikes in the dark,
the face of that man
you'll never know.
The Black Hand, the Black Hand
It grew like a tree in a desert
but the tree has grown old
and now someone is trying
to dig the roots that are spreading wide.
The Black Hand, the Black Hand
He came from the States to the native land
thinking that the reason was there
but a hand that hides in the dark
strikes again and leaves no name.
The Black Hand, the Black Hand