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