Demons run, when a good man goes to war.
Night will fall and drown the sun, when a good man goes to war.
Friendship dies and true love lies.
Night will fall and the dark will rise, when a good man goes to war.
Demons run, but count the cost, the battle's won, but the child is lost.
The fight goes on but what's it for when a good man goes to war.
Now rise the sun, now dawn the day.
When good men run and women stay.
When battle's done and nothing's won.
It's a woman's work to say;
Well then, soldier, how goes the day?