Running Wild şarkı sözleri
A wrinkled gnome sat on the yardOn this sailing vessel he was the guardHe may brought safety, or he may brought dreadIf he was treated well, or if he was treated badGuardian, evil spiritTormentor, evil spiritHe watched the blade and his anger grew'Cause for his own wealth he skinned hard their crewMoney and fame were his convictionViolence and force were his religionGuardian, evil spiritTormentor, evil spiritThe reef appeared too fast for himHe tried to duck but wind refreshedThe yard came down, the gnome was goneThe blade was dead, justice had wonGuardian, evil spiritTormentor, evil spirit
