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?