THE DEFECTOR

HEAVY WATER FALLS ECHOING ON THE COBBLESTONES
I'M FREEZING TO THE BONES AND MY COVER IS BLOWN
I'VE COME IN FROM THE COLD WHERE ALL THE STREETS LOOK THE SAME
WAITING FOR A TIME THAT NEVER CAME
I'M WATCHING THE BORDER POST IN THE COMPANY OF GHOSTS
I'VE BEEN TOLD THERE'S A GAP JUST AFTER THE MIDNIGHT SHIFT
BEAMS DANCE IN THE NIGHT AND DOGS BARK OUT OF SIGHT
THE AIR REEKS OF GENERATORS' FUMES
THE BULLETS SQUEEZE THE SPACE AND TIME IS RUNNING FASTER
I FEEL THE RACE IS ON AND SPEED IS MY BEST ARMOUR

I'VE CROSSED SO MANY BORDERLINES
I SHALL NEVER SURRENDER
I'VE BEEN ACCUSED OF SO MANY CRIMES
THEY CALL ME THE DEFECTOR

I RUSH THROUGH THE BARBED WIRE, AND NO MAN'S LAND IS ON FIRE
THE VOPOS PULL THE STRINGS AND LET GUNS DO THE TALKING

THE LAST FRONTIER RECEDES IN THE SMOG
AND I FEEL LIKE I'VE MISSED THE BUS
THE CARDS HAVE BEEN RESHUFFLED
NO ONE WAITS FOR ME TO SAVE THE WORLD