Mace
Always afraid
Always prepared.
As he makes his way
Though the dark
Evil lurking in the air
A chill runs down my spine.
He catches my eye
I reach down
Getting ready for the worst.
Never back down
Always prepared.
We lock eyes
Through the fear
Our paths stay straight
Approaching each other.
Hearts beating rapidly,
Fear rising,
The moment passes,
The fear is gone.
Always prepared.
As he makes his way
Though the dark
Evil lurking in the air
A chill runs down my spine.
He catches my eye
I reach down
Getting ready for the worst.
Never back down
Always prepared.
We lock eyes
Through the fear
Our paths stay straight
Approaching each other.
Hearts beating rapidly,
Fear rising,
The moment passes,
The fear is gone.