my brother i beg for forgiveness   the taste of blood in my mouth, is telling me to stop and walk away, stop and walk away   but i dont think this thing will end not until one of us is dead, one of us is dead.   blow for blow i take it in   one last step, that extra mile      pull no punches, half hearted glances   look to kill, cos you wont see this chance again   pull no punches, half hearted glances   cos the day we quite is the day we die      the taste of blood in my mouth, is telling me to stop and walk away, stop and walk away   but i dont think this thing will end not until one of us is dead, one of us is dead.   one of us is dead.      the blood still left in my veins   drowns the sound around me   pushing harder   beating faster   i was the king and you were my queen