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Hand Of GloryA palm of vengeance - A hand of doomA bony finger - Point's to your most secret room An Ivory key - And past we go Resist me not - My dear fellow A talisman of power A path straight to your heart Where I shall devour, That which you've kept apart, And all your secrets, will be laid bare Your darkest thoughts at which I'll stare With the Hand of Glory! A stroll through your house, In the dead of night A great man helpless Prostrate under a hand of fright Your woman lies dead Your house is torn And so I bid you adieu, And leave you so forlorn. I greet your dancing demons - With a curt hello And readily ignore them - And invisible now I go All's fair in love and war And sorcery And so now I proceed To take your soul away from Thee |