Texty: Panzerchrist. Room Service. Death Approaches.

So, why didn?t I see you coming?
In my breath, In my walk, In my eyes
You have been there for long and long
I saw you and recognized you
For what you were
Screamed at
Run from
And I thought I had accepted that
And it?s only someone that I?ve fought with
For these many years
Always there
Always waiting
We have our differences
Death and me
But we are so similar
So very alike
Two stiffs in a village
Always comes to blows
But you?re here now
And come between me
Me and my life