(Lyrics: Gold / Music: Gold/Lister)

The cards are layed out on the table
And the ace is pinned at the wall
No debate it's far too late to draw the Joker
As I walk outside of the room, a door shuts silently
And I know it will never be opened again
Someone threw away the key
And now the stage is calling
Welcome back to the lights
And the dogs are howling in vain at these demon eyes
No way out of here...

It's cold out here but I'm not in the open
There is something up in the haze
And it's coming closer without breathing
As I wait here for my case
And the walls are paved with the frozen faces
Of the ones I left behind
In between a trial of jeering whispers:
Are you sure you're always right?
But then the stage is calling
Welcome back to the lights
And the dogs are howling in vain at these demon eyes
............
No way out of here
No way out of here...