A spiderweb pulling back each movement that I make
Poor spider, I will burn your home?in?order to escape
And?when the darkness grows onto my?heavily loaded back
I'll shake it off my shoulders and I'll follow my own track

Run, run, run from the drag and from the treason
Far enough 'til I reach a warmer season
Run, run, run, in the long run I'll recover
Pull myself out of this, demand no other

Run, run, run from the drag and from the treason
Far enough 'til I reach a warmer season
Run, run, run, in the long run I'll recover
Pull myself out of this, demand no other

Once and for all I find my way through forests at night
Might 7 years be all I have, for 7 years I'd fight
When everything behind me has finally disappeared
My body shall be put to rest, my spirit shall be freed

Run, run, run from the drag and from the treason
Far enough 'til I reach a warmer season
Run, run, run, in the long run I'll recover
Pull myself out of this, demand no other

A dark year before dawn, when no one is at hand
Before the time is gone, run for your life again

Run, run, run from the drag and from the treason
Far enough 'til I reach a warmer season
Run, run, run, in the long run I'll recover
Pull myself out of this, demand no other