You look at me with those cold, cold eyes of yours,
and start talking about your pride
Did you ever stop to think of what you hold dear?
Do you value order above someone else's life?
Which promise do you keep? you ask yourself
Do you keep the promise of a love so clear?
or do you keep your promise to your pride?
You're torn inside, trying to figure it all out
I yell a name, but it isn't yours...
and then all of a sudden I feel myself caught
in-between a vicious war, and
the blade that's pointed at my heart,
then you came and saved me from my death,
and I've looked at you as a changed man ever since