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,
when a good man goes to war.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem