I Am the Lion

Son of Mine, can you hear the sound of this repetition as clockwork I' 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 you' ve turned your back Like a devil of details cut your throat you' re so addicted You ' ll swing the hammer and I' ll turn your nails to gold Like a devil of details you' re so addicted You ' ll swing the hammer and I' 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 I' 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 I' 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