Still, in the fog- ruled chill
I have had my fill
Now the will to move, I choose

To run, out beyond the gun
They're as cold as you
Like the barricade, you built

And, with no guilt or shame
I whisper Your Name
In the blue light, tonight

No, no more questions here
Now to shed this fear
Strip myself of frigid steel and concrete

Here in the backstreet
Crossing the zone, wire and trench
You, God my sole defense

How, I love you, land of my birth
Now I leave you
And perhaps this earth

Now the will to go
At last I choose
At least I chose
Father, run with me please

I run
I run
I run
To run out beyond the gun
To run out beyond the gun
To run out beyond the gun
To run out beyond the gun