A hold up hostage, for a bell that never rings
You’re tired of a life, that doesn’t mean a thing
The things that once sparkled , now have no glow
The things that used to matter, you slowly let them go
You’re a traveler in time, but your time is running out
If the goal is to score, well you’ve been shut out,

You gave them everything, you even helped them pack
They returned your admiration with a knife in your back
And when it came to be counted, you stood first in line
Only to be passed on by, and you knew that it was time
So you stole away their eyes, made them stare into the sun
But still you were despondent, when they said you weren’t the one,

They left you in the shadows, as they praised the new born king
So you seduced the golden warrior and stole his power ring
But the glory that you sought was denied to you instead
So you butchered the warrior’s horse, feasted on its head
From your bloody lips revealed, the secret from your soul
A man is just a whisper, as time takes its toll