Cradle me in your wooden arms Twist your flowers around my head I cried all the tears I could While you slept I bled I turn to you But you never knew me I forgive you for the things that you do to me Press my body until it splinters Pull my flesh apart When I break into Wet your lips with my heart I turn to you But you never knew me I forgive you for the things that you do to me Weight my bones down Lay your soul upon me With your suffocation 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 I turn to you But you never knew me I forgive you for the things that you do to me Weight my bones down Lay your soul upon me With your suffocation And hands that are clean