It's in her hands the way she builds it
It's in her hands and then she kills it
With her eyes she names me
To the cross of my destiny
It's in her hands the way she feeds me
It's in her hands and when she bleeds me
With her lies she forgives my mistakes
But the more she gives the more she takes
She's building it with will-stick she's building it with gold
She's building it with bones, a gift for my soul
She's building it with moth(e) and she's building it with dirt
She's building it with bells on she's building it with hurt
It's in her hands the way she feels it
It's in her hands and then she kills it
And with her eyes she kneels me
To the cross of my destiny
