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