The Hammer Holds

Recently a friend of mine from UK sent me this song which I find it quite meaningful. The title of the song is
"The Hammer holds" by Bebo Norman.
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A shapeless piece of steel
That's all I claimed to be
This hammer pounds to give me form, this flame
It melts my dreams
I glow with fire & 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 issues here, for they,
The hammer holds.
 
And the water, it cools me grey
And the hurts 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
 
The hammer pounds again
But flames I do not feel
This force that drives me helplessly
Through flesh and wood reveals
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