El Caco - From Dirt lyrics

Put your hands out Let's see what comes your way Bet it's not much, still enough to Let your hands stay Burns your fingers though you'll swallow the pain For the thrill of waiting for what comes your way The golden pupils that fills your head Will turn to ashes and dust instead The sense of dying you've lived with and bred Fulfills it's mission and the reaper turns red Still you thirst with this It's clean, but it comes from dirt I can cure any disease I cure pain and misbelief The weight controls your very step You can't ease them by paying your debt Truth still hurts again and again Guess you're clean, but you come from dirt Still you thirst with this It's clean, but it comes from dirt I can cure any disease I cure pain and misbelief Still you thirst It's clean, but it comes from dirt I can cure any disease I cure pain and misbelief Still you thirst with this It's clean, but it comes from dirt I can cure any disease I cure pain and misbelief