Runaway's free, enemy's found

I'm on the plane but my heart's on the ground

frozen by fear, covered in snow

pounding away in dispair and somehow I know

we'll never make it back - where do we go?



On top of the world I'm a king of the hill

I'm riding the wind and horses of steel

I'm one of a kind, just open your door

to one of the faces of war

Let me inside I'm just one of the faces of war



Senses are dead, reason is gone

Why do I shoot, tell me, what have they done?

Innocent kid covered in blood

Shreaded to pieces and left in the mud

Now I know - we'll never make it back. Where do we go?



End of the road, back to the wall

I'm kicking the dust on the spot where I'll fall

Final command - crime in disguise

Second of pain and I'm closing my eyes - now you know

We're never coming back - it's time to go