She walks like a hunter,
stalking through the park,
with a cold steel dager drawn.
Poised above my heart.
Look down on the ground,
yet another man admits defeat.
When she knows the time is right.
She twists the knife.
Close down into the night.
A new beginning dawns for someone.
Close down into the sun.
We won't stop until we've won.
Close down into the night.
The struggle still goes on.
Close down into the sun.
We won't stop until we've won.
The first cry of a brand new day.
Her dagger dripping from the slay.
Watch the turmoil, see the fight.
There's no surrender and there's no respite.
A carnage battle still goes on,
the fair maiden spurs them on.
No sane man will face her might.
So they retreat out of her sight.
