I remember a time not long ago
I could walk the streets
A time my life was well-arranged
Bare of any cheats
And then the killing started
And dreams were obsolete

No shelter, no den

Any place where I can’t see the dead is heaven
Any place where I can’t see the dead is home
Any place where I can sleep at night
Without a gun under my pillow
That’s home

I didn’t consider ways and means
I left my life behind
A sanctuary’s what I searched
A haven for mankind
But what I’ve not expected
Were hosts with evil minds

Just hatred, no home

Any place where I can’t see the dead is heaven
Any place where I can’t see the dead is home
Any place where I can sleep at night
Without a gun under my pillow
That’s home

Any place where I can sleep at night
Without a gun under my pillow
That’s home
Any place where I can’t see the dead is heaven
Any place where I can’t see the dead is home
Any place where I can sleep at night
Without a gun under my pillow
That’s home