What was it that stayed my hand then?
 With dagger held unsheathed
 Blade pointing in its side
 I’d been set upon by a predator
 It was just looking for a meal
 I saw ribs and fearful eyes
 What is it that stays my hand now?
 With so much misery, that I could mercifully put end to
 For that animal I let slink off, into the undergrowth, unscathed
 Do I not fear death, but just pretend to?
 For it was starving, it was hungry
 But had eyes too close to let me
 If you were easy to kill, I would have done it already
 Ba-da-da-ah
 Ah-ah-ah
 Da-da-ah-ah
 Ah-ah ah-ah
 Plagued by phantom noises
 That that skeletal beast
 Was haunting all my steps
 Questioning all my choices
 With that dagger held unsheathed
 I felt sick at my contempt
 For you were lonely
 You were like me
 Like some outside force had sent me
 If I was easy to kill, you would have done it already
 Ba-da-da-ah
 Ah-ah-ah
 Da-da-ah-ah
 Ah-ah ah-ah
 Ba-da-da-ah
 Ah-ah-ah
 Da-da-ah-ah
 Ah-ah ah-ah
 You are at my feet
 We’re by the fire
 You’re a gentle beast
 And I’m alive
 You are at my feet
 We’re by the fire
 You're a gentle, purring beast, and I'm alive
 You are at my feet
 And we’re by the fire
 You're a healthy, gentle, purring beast, and I'm alive
 You are at my feet
 And we’re by the fire
 You're a healthy, gentle, purring beast, and I'm alive
 You are at my feet, and we're by the fire
 You're a healthy, gentle, purring beast, and I'm alive
 You are at my feet, and we're by the fire
 You're a gentle beast
 If you were easy to kill I would have done it already