Hand of Doom

Whatcha gonna do?

Time's caught up with you

Now you wait your turn

You know there's no return

Take your written rules

You join the other fools

Turn to something new

Now it's killing you

First it was the bomb

Vietnam napalm

Disillusioning

You push the needle in

From life you escape

Reality's that way

Colors in your mind

Satisfy your time

Oh you, you know you must be blind

To do something like this

To take the sleep that you don't know

You're giving death a kiss, oh, little fool now

Your mind is full of pleasure

Your body's looking ill

To you it's shallow leisure

So drop the acid pill,

Don't stop to think now

You're having a good time baby

But that won't last

Your mind's all full of things

You're living too fast

Go out enjoy yourself

Don't bottle it in

You need someone to help you

To stick the needle in, yeah

Now you know the scene

Your skin starts turning green

Your eyes no longer seeing

Life's reality

Push the needle in,

Face death's sickly grin

Holes are in your skin,

Caused by deadly pin

Head starts spinning 'round

You fall down to the ground

Feel your body heave

Death's hands starts to weave

It's too late to turn

You don't want to learn

Price of life you cry

Now you're gonna die