the night is cold unforgiving...
not a soul would be out at this hour...
but one runs...
runs for a life he lost so long ago...
he runs to get away form Death...
but Death knows where he is...
and lets him run...
he runs for the ones he had to leave...
and from his brakeing heart...
that pains him so...
he runs to feel the freedom...
that he Sold...
so very long ago...