Sanctuary - Pallas

Is this the sanctuary

We talked of in the night?

Is this the sanctuary?

I must try to do what’s right

A cold light shines from the watchtower window

Chill wind scratches out my face

Blown between the bars

That hold this place

Is this the sanctuary

We talked of in the night?

Is this the sanctuary?

I must try to do what’s right

Twilight howl, the searchlight owl

Wire fingers grip the air

Freedom only comes

To those who dare

Is this the sanctuary

We talked of in the night?

Is this the sanctuary?

Where all our hopes have turned to stone

Nothing left to lose but life itself

Nowhere left to go but through the wire

Cross the compound’s barren waste with dread

The sun shall rise upon the free and dead

The free and the dead, ooh

Run (run)

Hide (hide)

But you can’t flee what lies inside

Sleep (sleep)

Dream (dream)

But only to the sound of screams

Fear (fear)

Doubt (doubt)

That save for death, there’s no way out

Seek (seek)

Find (find)

The free and promised land that lies nearby

And… and… and…and…

And though I wear the yellow badge of hate

I walk a free man through the opening gate

Still ghostly figures line the wire in a daze

No need for flowers here, there are no graves

And though I wear the yellow badge of hate

I walk a free man past the padlocked gates

I pause to look the searchlight in the eye

To ask it shed it’s light upon the reason why?