End it all with the wave of a hand Your wicked deeds to end the world of man oh but I, I won’t fight A sneer from me a lash or whip A forget code, a break or slip Oh but I, I won’t fight
And this is how the reaping goes The never ending seeds that you will soe Cloaked in the corner of the room Well the dead they won’t wake too soon And this, this is the Beggar’s song
A mangled fist flung towards the sky A herald man, a stony cry Oh but I, I will fight You swore it was a simple plan That this could save the world of man Oh but I, I will fight
Fingers grasped around a neck I never knew if it was you Or was me
The demon stood before at last Stared back, right through the glass Oh, but I, I won’t fight