Knife and Spear - LANKS

Hold me near

All I wanted was your love my dear

I would call for you, but you weren’t there

Now I hunt you with my knife and spear

Her name was Akira, and she was the best

At sticking pins and needles and bleeding out the flesh

Of people, that, annoyed her the most

In the shadow of the mountain, she was but a ghost

She haunted all the village folk, they stayed in the light

Shielding themselves in their cabins at night

Their doors barricaded, windows shaded, ever doomed

Cattle for the slaughter, waiting in their rooms

She broke in a cellar, and drank all the wine

And awoke to find she hadn’t been alone that night

Embarrassed, Her money and blade were gone

Pissed off and angry, she knew who’d done her wrong

Hold me near

All I wanted was your love my dear

I would call for you, but you weren’t there

Now I hunt you with my knife and spear

He sits in the darkness, robe across his chest

A smile laced with arrogance, chain on his breast

It glimmers in the moonlight, disappeared when silence broke

Barely seeing through the haze of cigarette smoke

Ice in his tumbler, swirling in his hand

Shifts in his position and turns to face the man

Who caught his attention when he felt his presence

A scent so familiar, a sweet vanilla essence

When the man spoke, he had a beautiful tone

Softly on the consonants and rounded on the o’s

The figure, moved, under the light

Then did he see it was Akira that night

And she sliced him to pieces with a knife

Hold me near

All I wanted was your love my dear

I would call for you, but you weren’t there

Now I hunt you with my knife and spear