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Son of Mine, can you hear the sound of this repetition as clockwork
Iâ m always peeling back your skin to rip the legions from your heart
Every scar you leave yourself is a jewel in the making
I would give new passion yet youâ ve turned your back
Like a devil of details cut your throat youâ re so addicted
You â ll swing the hammer and Iâ ll turn your nails to gold
Like a devil of details youâ re so addicted
You â ll swing the hammer and Iâ ll turn your nails to gold
You will know My voice when the hair on your neck stands up
I opened this door, and I will bring the End
All gives way and all will fall to their knees and beg for grace
Son of Mine these letters I swear have not been burnt
My heart a child trembling in sight of his wake
Is longing to rest in the hollow of Your hand
I know now what it is to be helpless like a foot on my neck to the ground
Iâ m longing to rest in the hollow of Your hand
Here I am
I await You
My heart a child trembling in sight of his wake
Is longing to rest in the hollow of Your hand
I know now what it is to be helpless like a foot
on my neck to the ground
Iâ m longing to rest in the hollow of Your hand
You will know My voice
Here I am
Clear the path
You brood of snakes