Cradle Me In your wooden arms

Twist your flowers around my head

I cried all the tears I could

While you slept I bled



Press My body until it splinters

Pull my flesh apart

When I Break into

Wet your lips with my heart



Chorus



I turn to you

But you never Knew me

I forgive you for the things that you do



verse



Weight my bones down

Lay your soul down on me

With your suffocation loneliness

And hands that are clean



Lead me by the hand

Like a lamb before the slaughter

Nail my body to the southern wind

I am your willing martyr