Cruel Hands

If cruel, by cruel, be cruel and twist the knife

If cruel, by cruel, be cruel and spread the suffering.

By cruel be proud for what your cruel hands made

With loving eyes embrace the cruelty that was done today.

Do you feel, do you feel anything at all?

Or is this all a numbness brought on by the world.

If cruel, by cruel, be cruel and spill the blood again

If cruel, by cruel, be cruel and take me to the end.

Outcasted, pushed away

From prying eyes a world away

In body, mind and soul youre torn for evermore.

The blade sings a softer song

And the screams a gentle lullaby engulfed

In the swoon of sorrow, and ecstasy

Until tomorrow when I cease to breath.

I look into your eyes and I see that there's a pain

I could never truly understand

The sorrow's sown deep within you

Out of reach from a healing.

If cruel, by cruel, be cruel and end what in joy you began

Fulfill what you set out to do lest I'm freed and my vengeance begin.

A bitter cold touch, exhibition of sin

And a heart that is too far gone

The tools that betray, the darkness from the day

The shadows is where you remain.