Let me tell you a story About the man made from dust He carries a blade with him A blade that never rusts He got it from his father In cold blood He washed his hands in the river Left behind footprints in the mud ♪ By a blazing fire Man tells his son "Things can be forgiven But nothing can be undone" There's a knife in this world That looks so familiar It's handmade by us all With 30 pieces of silver ♪ A blood moon is shining Son wakes in the night He sees his own reflection Staring back by his father's side He remembers the story About the man made from dust Something overtakes him And the blade never rusts