These Hands Are Made of Fire Video (MV)

Stir the blood on a new flame
The spell of a cold day's storm
Face is raw and a dull grey
Sudden panic to pound down doors

These hands are made of fire
Brought out of raw desire
These hands are made of fire
And these old dreams repeat obscene
Reactive and complete
These hands are made of fire

Cracking earth of the dog days
The eyes are never satisfied here
It won't stop the feel
The men and women of old days
Forgot to mention
Make this clear
Forgot we'd be here

So what's that thing on your back
No turning back
Thrill has turned to fear
There's all the pictures of this
The little habits take back
A little mischief
And thrill has turned to fear
What were you looking for

I cant get out of the way
I cant get out of my own way
Wind on coals
They forgot we'd be here
Theres all the pictures of this
The little habits take back
A little mischief
And thrill has turned to fear
What were you looking for

We'll take a little of this
Mix a little of that
A little vision of bliss
Thats when the habit forms
Habit forms