Without A Cross - Pieces lyrics

Time to mold, pieces of my life
Together from stone
They would rather break, away from me
Than be together home

Could you have loved me
If you would have tried?
Taken from all the pieces
Though you are the one who lied
Divot it all in stone
Then try to find a way
To bury the hatchet
With me under the crate

Tricked by fate, life in vain
Mold that fucker around
In enemy, words become famed
To take him down