Think I'll run away from this place
Seems I'm always stuck in my space
Soon the road will end for the race

Never soon will be the day when I can say
That everything I fought so hard for wasn't in vain

From the battlefield I grow cold
Thoughts and memories make me old
God it makes me sad truth be told

Never soon will be the day when I can say
That everything I fought so hard for wasn't in vain