You are only the man I make you
Your will is small and futile
The ground you walk on dies each day
You make a wife your pupil.
I turn you, twist you all about
You see not from where I stand
Blood thickens your veins
Hate walks you by the hand.
Behave, you child
Smile, try, just a grin
Leave time alone, alive,
Let love die behind the curtain.
Yours is not this place to stay
Who belongs to you or him
Slow down your heart, your lips
It is now time to stop, not begin.