Fire in my shallows, sap of my soul,
I'm hungry for mercy, thirsty for slack,
Out in the outland, flesh and the dust,
Weight of the tired earth breaking my back,
Hope - where I left it under the skin,
Countenance of maidens, stance of the laddies,
The healing of old wounds, trust of my kin,
The voices of children calling me Daddy.

And your love never can fail to pierce me,
Hammers and nails,
Rhythm of passion, louder than Hell,
Thunder of Heaven,
Hammers and nails.

Light in the dark eyes, coal into diamonds,
Shelter from heavy skies, sand into pearls,
Bread for the breathless, cloth for the fresh wounds,
Order and chaos orbit the half-world,
The taste of a colour, flavour of light,
None but a blind man can measure that weight,
I am a deaf-mute, idle as statue,
Music of hemispheres lost in the half-haze.

And your love never can fail to pierce me,
Hammers and nails,
Rhythm of passion, louder than Hell,
Thunder of Heaven,
Hammers and nails.

Hum in the graveyard, whistle in the dark,
Stains on the stained glass, pains in the heart,
In darkened corners, love lies forgotten,
In the heat of the moment it waits to be spotted,
How could I slight you'
How could I turn'
How can you take it when I'm blind to your pain'
The burning of fingers, the smouldering nerves,
How can you take me back over and over again'

And your love never can fail to pierce me,
Hammers and nails,
Rhythm of passion, louder than Hell,
Thunder of Heaven,
Hammers and nails.