Impellitteri Wicked Maiden
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?
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
