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