I warned you not to cry
I warned you not to sing
I warned you not to sleep around, sleep around with everything
I warned you not to go
I warned you not to stay
I warned you not to dig your own, dig your own little grave
I warned you not to cry
I warned you not to sing
I warned you not to sleep around, sleep around with everything
Did I warn you?
Did I warn you?
This time I`ll concentrate
Lie back in the water and wait
This thing that I intend to do is harder on me than is is on you
I`ll be a God then
Not a small man
This day the hunter waits
He`s made one too many mistakes
But he doesn`t mind all the things you do
`Cause he knows that soon he`ll me laughing at you
He`ll be a God then
And not a weak man
He`ll be a God then and not a small man