Better run from the wicked maiden
she's a war machine
She strikes without a warning
bring you to your knees
Her realm is filled with fire
across the battlefield
I see the death toll rising
a wound that never heals
Can you see it
Can you feel it
Don't believe it
Think you're dreaming
Runaway
You want to wake from
this chilling nightmare
but you're not asleep
Stories tell of mutilation
enough to make you weep
In the name of an old religion
or free democracy
Many soldiers falling under
the sword of fallacy
In the heat of the confrontation
better say you're prayers
For the dawn of a new salvation
death is everywhere
Can you see it
Can you feel it
Don't believe it
Think you're dreaming
Runaway
from the wicked maiden
Runaway
from the deadly war machine
Runaway
from the evil monster
Hideaway
from the one who
makes you scream
Wicked maiden
Runaway
Runaway
from the wicked maiden
Hideaway
from the deadly war machine
Runaway
from the evil monster
Hideaway
from the one
makes you scream
Runaway
from the wicked maiden
Hideaway
from the deadly war machine