I want you to yield
Your heart, your soul
I want you to beg
So I can feel your pull

I need you to tell me
What to think
And how to think it
Before I sink

And when the time
Goes by, so quick
You stop and listen
To the clock’s fading tick

What gives you to the right?
What gives you the need?
To watch your men fall
On the ground they bleed

So I want you to yield
Your sword, your knife
And you I will fight
And take your life

Then we will see
Who matters after all
In this world
Where the greatest men fall

And you stare at me
As I cry
And I plunge your sword
Into your own thigh

You grab my foot
And beg me, “please
I love you more
Anna Louise”