Testo The Blacksmith

you are the blacksmith
you bend
your metal and fire
how could you
make a blade that cuts so
deep?

and when the blaming fingers point
you'll say it
wasn't the blade,
but the man who
drove it through that
heart

your brother's
here
they'll hang him high
close
your eyes
how could this have
become?
It won't be longcall to
jesus.
will he help to drag him
down?
at all?

like the surgeon
you will cut them open
without a
thought of humanity at all
I'll
say you are brutal
and you don't
know what harm you could have
done
to your fellow man
he's not
looking well