Letting the fabled story unfold
I'm not a fighter
I'm not a man who balances gold
I'm not the lying
I'm not the mining kind
I'm a debaser
I'm gonna melt mistakes together
I've known danger
Played my strengths in the hand of stranger
But I'm not the ridden
I'm not the hidden kind
I won't be the kind of lover
Who takes you hand and holds another
No I won't be the kind of lover
Who takes your hand and holds you under
Cold is rising
Dancing with the dead and dying
The hunter is near
Pen for a sword and a tongue for a spear
The scent of attrition
The bells of the mission sound
I won't be the kind of lover
Who takes you hand and holds another
No I won't be the kind of lover
Who takes your hand and holds you under
Turning the tables Letting the fabled story unfold I'm not a fighter I'm not a man who balances gold I'm not the lying I'm not the mining kind I'm a debaser I'm gonna melt mistakes together I've known danger Played my strengths in the hand of stranger But I'm not the ridden I'm not the hidden kind I won't be the kind of lover Who takes you hand and holds another No I won't be the kind of lover Who takes your hand and holds you under Cold is rising Dancing with the dead and dying The hunter is near Pen for a sword and a tongue for a spear The scent of attrition The bells of the mission sound I won't be the kind of lover Who takes you hand and holds another No I won't be the kind of lover Who takes your hand and holds you under Explain Request ×
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