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.