Vanity, vied and templars took measure
Miming tiger and crane
Chiseled out a heathen contender
Vilified from heel to mane
Gun the engines, droll militiamen
Blade to blade
Tongue to tongue
Blade to blade
Tongue to tongue
Run, run, run, run
Run, run, run
Kith and kin with shielded skin
Bent into the pyre
Will not surrender to the din
Of the old and bloody choir
Blade to blade
Tongue to tongue
Blade to blade
Tongue to tongue
Blade to blade
Tongue to tongue
Blade to blade
Tongue to tongue
Run, run, run, run
Run, run, run
Pirate or prince
Bangle or sod
We spread the finer linens
For warriors and dog like gods
Run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run
Run, run, run
