How Sam became the Slayer

For once I want to be the hero
Not always just the coward oaf
Hit me hard enough to wake me
And lead me on to meet our ends…

Blue eyes… before me
So dangerous, so clear
Reach out… and end it
Cos I’m so tired of all this fear

My life is lost, oh, I can tell you
Please make it stop, ice blue eyes
I pull a dagger from my black cloak
And let my mad luck do the rest

Blue eyes… before me
So dangerous, so clear
Reach out… and end it
Cos I’m so tired of all this fear …

by Lady of Oldcastle (to Snow Patrol’s “Headlights on dark roads”)