I met Goliath on a day that I did not foresee
I'm not a soldier, never expected to be
But he shouts at my kin, and mocks them as he turns his back
It's not so much glory as honour that drives me to act
The youngest of seven, no one was ever looking at me
Except the Almighty staring right through my chest cavity
The prophet man said God looked in my heart and saw a king
But I know my heart well, and I never quite like what I see
And a crown is the last thing I ever thought would grace my brow
I didn't want it back then and I'm not sure I want it now
I've got no need to follow, to follow the footsteps of kings
I just wanna tend pastures and kill giants with pebbles and slings
Beauty on rooftops leads swift to the den of dead
The lust of my flesh numbs my heart numbs my soul numbs my head
The darkness is dancing I can feel his ear-to-ear grin
I'm sick and I'm twisted, against God alone have I sinned
And a crown is the last thing I ever thought would grace my brow
I didn't want it back then and I'm not sure I want it now
I've got no need to follow, to follow the footsteps of kings
I just wanna tend pastures and kill giants with pebbles and slings
I slew Goliath twenty years ago to the day
I can still hear his heartbeat just slowly slipping away
He was a monster, that much is easy to see
But it takes one to kill one, so what does that make me?