I draw a line in the sand
And you hate me
I make a face in the water
And you drown me
I carve a God from cold stone
And you bury me

But I
Won't stop.

I open your eyes to the colours
And you blind me
You hear my voice in the darkness
And you strangle me
I give you a taste of tomorrow
But it never comes for me

But I
Won't stop.

Small, we are so small
And it boggles my mind
That your mind
Could be smaller

Cold, in the end it's so cold
And all we have
Is the time
And a spark
From the fire

I draw a line in the sand
And you hate me
I make a face in the water
And you drown me
I carve a God from cold stone
And you bury me

But I
Won't stop.