Fear Me

The cross I built to clean myself
From the filth and be purified
Self-created burden
To feel alive by suffering
Fear me, these hands breed only suffering
Three nails made of steel, twelve inches each
They have to reach
Deep enough to carry the weight of the flesh
I mean to break
Fear me, these hands breed only suffering
Feel free to disagree
Like the ones before you too will bleed
Fear me, these hands breed only suffering
Feel free to disagree
Like the ones before you too will bleed