I'm made of steel,
a little bony on my sole,
my teeth are fiery,
my chest of iron,
to conceal my fragile heart,
whose light was taken from my eyes,
so I can be yours.
Just snap and I'll go on the floor,
Reward me with a fist,
I was created unfinished, pliant,
I was made for you, By God,
Now he looks down in your smirk,
And hopes he coulds still cut my feet,
Too late, I can afford the cost of kneeling, faith.
Feb 11
Feb 11, 2026 at 2:20 AM UTC
I'm made of steel,
a little bony on my sole,
my teeth are fiery,
my chest of iron,
to conceal my fragile heart,
whose light was taken from my eyes,
so I can be yours.
Just snap and I'll go on the floor,
Reward me with a fist,
I was created unfinished, pliant,
I was made for you, By God,
Now he looks down in your smirk,
And hopes he coulds still cut my feet,
Too late, I can afford the cost of kneeling, faith.