in droves they are coming here i am what they call the seer let us talk and you will see your whole life led you to me you know this place you have been here before you suffered so much can t stand anymore all my children come to me sorrow is your tale the cross you bring belongs to thee i just hold the nail all my children come to me sorrow is your tale the cross you bring can set you free take this final nail i will escort you into my lair we ll take our time to set the snare words so sharp they pierce your hands the truth i show you can not withstand i ll raise your cross at a desolate place join my collection of your desolate race i ll make your weakness be your fate once realized it will be too late say your final prayer no one can descend from there and for those who try to run i will build another one all my children come to me sorrow is your tale the cross you bring belongs to thee i just hold the nail all my children come to me sorrow is your tale the cross you bring can set you free take this final nail  all my children come to me sorrow is your tale the cross you bring belongs to thee i just hold the nail all my children come to me sorrow is your tale the cross you bring can set you free take this final nail