Swords and Shields

So I’d swear that I’d wear the swords and shields by your side. Was the perfect wrapped up gift of assassin and guardian in one. While nobody breached your boundary, you were safe. As it turns out I was just waiting for the chance to run them through you myself. Waited to run them through you myself. So let’s sit and stretch every string till they snap and murder our eyes. So let’s sit and swallow these razors till every vocal chord is cut and I’ll never say that it’s over.