The Dead Hand Lyrics & Chords By The High Dials

Feel your lack of volition
Freedom is just an illusion
There is a hand
Like a ceiling that holds you down
There's no action
We're words upon the page
Run about inside this maze
Built by men in different days
There's no plan
No way to make your escape
A hand guides the way
See this science-fiction
See our true condition
There is a hand
Like a magnet that holds you down
There's no action
We're words upon the page
This is the dead hand