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Hand of Doom by Black Sabbath by rsiphotography Hand of Doom by Black Sabbath by rsiphotography

When I was a teenager this song helped me move away from drugs. I'll never forget sitting in a car in a parking lot no real memories of life anymore. I sat trying to think of one real life memory and had to go back to elementary school to get one because I was high every day in junior and high school. Life was just all these parties that blended together but none of it was real and I forgot who I was in fact. This song was playing I never really listened to the words always just focused on the drums but that day I heard the words. I broke out left all my friends in an attempt to find the real Art. It was hard but a real turning point in my life. This song means a lot to me I hope the words will help others find their true selves again.

Hand of Doom

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By Black Sabbath…

What you 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

Colours 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!

Model :iconfaestock: Plum pride3 by faestock

Floor Texture :iconfantasystock: Memorial Hall Marble Floor by FantasyStock

Deception :iconfalln-stock: Corset Stalker 13 by Falln-Stock

Death awaits:iconulvar-stock: warrior stock 03 by Ulvar-Stock

Skylight :iconpanopticon-stock: Skylight 1 by Panopticon-Stock

Door :iconmalleni-stock:

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The rest I painted and used some of my textures

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January 27, 2014
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