Sing of the wrath
That, once aroused
Will cause unutterable pain

'Cause when you tossed and turned, your heart got numb

Hope you run
Away
Too soon

And when in flight
Terror behind
Sing of your strange and curing tour

You will know you tried too hard, my friend
When the curbstone broke your jaw again

Hope you run
Away
Hope you run
Away
Too soon

All there is, is made of iron and tin
And will all just turn to dust again?

Run
Away
Too soon