Leonard Cohen - The Butcher lyrics

I came upon a butcher
He was slaughtering a lamb
I accused him there with his tortured lamb
He said, "Listen to me, child i am what I am
And you, you are my only son"

Well, I found a silver needle
I put it into my arm it did some good
Did some harm but the nights were cold
And it almost kept me warm
How come the night is long?

I saw some flowers growing up
Where that lamb fell down
Was I supposed to praise my Lord
Make some kind of joyful sound?
He said, "Listen, listen to me now
I go round and round
And you, you are my only child"

Do not leave me now do not leave me now
I'm broken down from a recent fall
Blood upon my body and ice upon my soul
Lead on, my son, is your world