The Great Abductor

I have to pay my Monday morning cost
Like the octo as he is burning
My machine has left the dynamite beneath
With a tearful laughter
It's whipping me into the opposite direction
It's whipping me, but I will tempt you
They nail my mistakes on me
And I make them part of the system
I wield them as my crown of thorns
I clutch them, I cheat them
Repeating my mistakes like a stuck container
Following the leader, this is a test
It seems to me the tyrant rests
I'm all dressed for rest
It seems to me that I'm disturbing ignorance
Honor and morality
Sold and do not mean anything
Are easy to annihilate everything
I hope this field has filled the road
I feared the mass is clogging
By the rain harder more and more
When the earth trembles
What does the one bring
More than Jesus is followed
It's screaming
They want to leap
They want to crawl
The knees splintering blood
They look up to the moon
It's whipping me into the opposite direction
It's whipping me, but I will tempt you
Always forward I tread again
Seeking honor to win I try
But I crawl to you