Knock, knock, knock   Sound the blows to the forehead from the   Mock, mock, mock   Of the words, a voice I hear every morning      Stalking me from yesterday   The taunts of one who sought to frame   The picture of this desolate   This figure cowering      Every word a double edged sword   A double edged sword   My every word      Every word a double edged sword   A double edged sword   My every word      Drop, drop, drop   Sound the sledge to the metal   Shot, shot, shot   Sound the pin to the chamber      My own words pound after me   Intentions bent on conquering   The very will I proudly claimed   Was the very axe that cut the nape      Every word a double edged sword   A double edged sword   My every word      Every word a double edged sword   A double edged sword   My every word      [Incomprehensible]      You can drown   In your own mistakes   Burrowing into the black   Or you can take my hand      Double   Edged   Sword   My every word      Double   Edged   Sword   My every word      Double   Edged   Sword   My every word      This gift was never yours   So why would you ever think   The words you said were your own?      I have chosen   And breathed   And forgiven   And changed      And purged   And cleaned   And forgave   And bathed      Carried   And soothed   And burned   And spoken      Spoken and spoken   Spoken, spoken   Spoken and spoken   Spoken and spoken   Spoken and spoken      Spoken and spoken   Spoken and spoken   Spoken and spoken   Spoken and spoken   Spoken, spoken      Yours is not to proclaim