Resurrection Band Beyond The Gun
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 barricades you built
And with no guilt or shame
I whisper Your name
In the blue tonight, 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
