Here I stand
And I’m waiting on something
Night has fallen on me
And the shadows flicker shapes of something
I don’t want to see
All round, not a sound but my heartbeat
All alone, I should have known I am fated so
I wait for some certainty
I wait for eternity
Came the last night and the watch was his
Standing guard at the tomb of a fallen King
And he thought to himself as he cried
“Oh no! Look what I’ve done!”
Ever he thought that the spear was the way
So by its point he’d heap glory upon himself
Like the ancients of Greece and of Rome
Slaying dragons and kings
So he found that the spear would fly true
Straight to the side of the King of the Universe
Poor man, he knows what he’s done
Came the last night and sorrow reigned as king
The kingdom of his heart
A weary broken heart