You go without me I'll hold right here That gleam in your eyes it still fills me with fear the more you see that I'm not like the others the harder you try to take my hands in yours Cold grey and callous reaching out for me Whatever's over that hill it scares the fuck out of me Still you step closer so that your eyes can meet Tell me know one knows me like you do And then, you say that I can't play this game forever No you are the king of killers. I've seen what you do carving through the hearts and souls of many With cloven hoofs you stomp the dreams of men Of men far greater than me. I'm not going I'll hold there.
