To The Damsels: Run

No they're not making up tall tales
 Just to scare you into sayin your prayers
 Cause they're on the land in search of golden strands
 So keep your sword at hand
 I can't be saved I'm not so frail
 Fighting my battles tooth and nail
 Searching for truth to no avail
 When you ask for help, ill make sure that you need it
 The knight on the horse says he can beat it
 But the fire, it breathes might take him and leave you burned
 I'll be glad that it wasn't your turn
 I can't be saved I'm not so frail
 Fighting my battles tooth and nail
 Searching for truth to no avail
 I better see you run
 As far, as fast as you can
 Watch you fall
 Pick yourself back up again
 And turn around to face the past
 That put you there
 And thank God that it wasn't,
 Thank God that it wasn't,
 I'll thank God that it wasn't fair
 I can't be saved I'm not so frail
 Fighting my battles tooth and nail
 Searching for truth to no avail
 I can't be saved I'm not so frail
 Fighting my battles tooth and nail
 Searching for truth to no avail