On my way down south
Eyes closed, hands reached out
I feel the sun on my back
Run far, run fast
Hear the fear in my breath
I watched the men hang from their necks
Gaze through my glass
See clouds and the shadows they cast
When they come, they'll hear me cry
No food, no rest
Flies swarm round my head
As the sun sets, welcome death
Out here I
Watch the wind die
All at once, take it in
All alone. Embrace the end
The Runaway
The Runaway
The Runaway