The Hammer Holds

A shapeless piece of steel
 That's all I claim to be
 This hammer pounds to give me form
 This flame, it melts my dreams
 I glow with fire and fury
 As I'm twisted like a vine
 My final shape, my final form
 I'm sure I'm bound to find
 So dream a little
 Dream for me
 In hopes that I'll remain
 And cry a little
 Cry for me
 So I can bear the flames
 And hurt a little
 Hurt for me
 My future is untold
 But my dreams are not the issue here
 For they, the hammer holds
 And the water, it cools me gray
 And the hurt's subdued somehow
 I have my shape, this sharpened point
 What is my purpose now?
 And the question still remains
 What am I to be?
 Perhaps some perfect piece of art
 Displayed for all to see
 So dream a little
 Dream for me
 In hopes that I'll remain
 And cry a little
 Cry for me
 So I can bear the flames
 And hurt a little
 Hurt for me
 My future is untold
 But my dreams are not the issue here
 For they, the hammer holds
 The hammer pounds again
 But flames I do not feel
 This force that drives me, helplessly
 Through flesh and wood reveal
 A burn that burns much deeper
 It's more than I can stand
 The reason for my life was to take
 The life of a guiltless man
 So dream a little
 Dream for me
 In hopes that I'll remain
 And cry a little
 Cry for me
 So I can bear the pain
 And hurt a little
 Hurt for me
 My future is so bold
 But my dreams are not the issue here
 For they, the hammer holds
 This task before me may seem unclear
 But it, my maker holds