"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."

You Know My Name

If you take a life do you know what you’ll give?
Odds are you won’t like what it is
When the storm arrives would you be seen with me
By the merciless eyes of deceit?
I’ve seen angels fall from blinding heights
But you yourself are nothing so divine
Just next in line
Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you
The odds will betray you
And I will replace you
You can’t deny the prize it may never fulfill you
It longs to kill you
Are you willing to die?
The coldest blood runs through my veins
You know my name
If you come inside things will not be the same
When you return to the night
And if you think you’ve won you never saw me change
The game that we’ve all been playing
I’ve seen diamonds cut through harder men
Than you yourself but if you must pretend
You may meet your end
Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you
The odds will betray you
And I will replace you
You can’t deny the prize it may never fulfill you
It longs to kill you
Are you willing to die?
The coldest blood runs through my veins
Try to hide your hand
Forget how to feel (forget how to feel)
Life is gone with just a spin of the wheel (spin of the wheel)
Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you
The odds will betray you
And I will replace you
You can’t deny the prize it may never fulfill you
It longs to kill you
Are you willing to die?
The coldest blood runs through my veins
You know my name.

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3 Comments
  • Mauro Sogni
    Posted at 15:11h, 19 October Reply

    Grande Chris, l’ho visto in concerto all’Alcatraz a Milan una decina di anni fa.

    • shelidon
      Posted at 15:32h, 19 October Reply

      Già. Un altro grande che ci ha lasciato troppo presto.

  • Mauro Sogni
    Posted at 20:15h, 22 October Reply

    D’altronde i Metallica in Mama said dicono “the brightest flames burn quickest”

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