Hand of Silk

Gathered in the mine and shackled by the bone
Pieces of the mind and desires of the fool
Poisoned to the tone of what I see in you
Feeding on my dead friends and taking what I choose

What's it mean to you for me
Held up by the role of man
Wrapped inside a hand of silk
Carved into a mask of

Stolen from the crowd and thrown into a cell
Latched onto the bars and summoned to the floor
Talking bout my dead friends and If I'd bleed for them
What's it mean to me and what's in it for you

What's it mean to you for me
Held up by the role of man
Wrapped inside a hand of silk
Carved into a mask of blood

For you
For me
For you

What's it mean to you for me
Held up by the role of man
Wrapped inside a hand of silk
Carved into a mask of blood