The Blacksmith - The King, The Thief

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

Like the surgeon

You will cut them open

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

Your brother’s here

Your brother’s here

They’ll hang him high

Close your eyes

How could this have become?

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It won’t be long

Call to jesus.

Will he help to drag him down?

At all?