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.