Don't bet against me,

the dark horse of the pack.

I'll run fast in your shadow,

be a weight upon your back.

A burden on your fragile frame,

a poison not a plum.

I'll tell you where I'm going,

if you tell me where you've been.

Don't speak your thoughts,

for they will wreck what the voices say.

Don't act like you don't know.

Don't speak your thoughts,

for they will wreck what the voices say.

You're the one who'll feel the weather of your soul.

If you hug the shadows you never will be warm.

You'll never find a kingdom you can call your own.

The sails with which you used to fly are rolling on the tide

You've fallen from your castle no soldiers on your side.

Don't look up you 're slowing down,

a one way road to take again

They're growing cold it comes around,

your time is up it's my turn again.