Hand of Silk

Gathered in the mine and shackled by the bone Pieces of the mind and desires of the fool Poisoned to the tone of what I see in you Feeding on my dead friends and taking what I choose What's it mean to you for me Held up by the role of man Wrapped inside a hand of silk Carved into a mask of Stolen from the crowd and thrown into a cell Latched onto the bars and summoned to the floor Talking bout my dead friends and If I'd bleed for them What's it mean to me and what's in it for you What's it mean to you for me Held up by the role of man Wrapped inside a hand of silk Carved into a mask of blood For you For me For you What's it mean to you for me Held up by the role of man Wrapped inside a hand of silk Carved into a mask of blood