On the Run - Pentagram

Here I am, standing tall

With my shield down under the sun

Heat of the life, burns my heart

Where have I come, what have I done

Chain me down, if you can

Feel like river, tears down it’s bend

On the run I’m still on the run

On the run from what I become

Terrified, of my fears

Vision I made up my mind

All alone, by my will

Senteced my self to hide inside

Let me out, if you can

Or the world has come to an end

On the run I’m still on the run

On the run from what I become

On the run I’m still on the run

Run like hell till I drop dead down