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