Lyrics

Here we march through the snow, here we lie in the mud The wind aches like a thousand on my skin, my walk mechanic My thoughts far away, unable to act, feel numb to the distress I can't remember freedom, forgot all faces I loved No cry for help through the wire, my existence a number on my skin It will take all my power, my last will to live I hear the sirens Searching lights roam through the night, reports, bloodhounds and hunters – orders are clear, our tombs already dug Our names on the crosses I'm running, no looking back, no feelings at all, will I be free? Will I be free at last? Will I ever kiss your face again? The sun will be mine again and I'll feel the rain, feelings return from my body I can't believe that I'm still alive Now I remember your face, your words, your smile