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 wanna 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
Hide Away, from the deadly war machine
Runaway from the Evil Monster
Hide Away from the one who makes you scream
Can you feel it?
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comRunaway, from the Wicked Maiden
Hide Away, from the deadly war machine
Runaway from the Evil Monster
Hide Away from the one who makes you scream