Ice Cold

Ice cold,
My life's old,
Even got a baby boy,
He likes to play with my old toys,
He's my only joy,
I even sheathed my sword for him to enjoy,
Me while I'm here,
But I have fear,
That he'll learn about his mom and burst into tears.
Time to kick it into second gear,
Radriar, best believe you'll hear,
Sword on steel,
As I steal,
Back my wife's soul,
So my baby boy,
Can see his eyes with his own eyes.
He sees his daddy as a slodier,.
I will keep my composure.
And I hope for,
The day he draws out his own sword,
But I'm going to bawl when he cuts the cord,
I don't ever want to shut the door,
On my own blood, he's almost four-
Teen, I still try to stay clean,
When around him, I feel like a one man team.
But I hope for sure,
He didn't steal from my store,
Something that will make us more-
Alike, my little tike,
I hope and I pray,
That not one day,
He plays with the forbidden toy,
And my little boy-

He'll be just like me-
-Ice cold