Axel Rudi Pell - Slaves On The Run Lyrics




Working all day and all night in the heat and the storm
The sun turned black on the day they were born
The king gave 'em no reason to carry on
But torture and pain for those who remained strong

Runnin' in circles and almost blind
But not the only one of its kind

Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Someone dies

The slave drivers' tool are swords, whips and chains
There's an easy way out of this dangerous game
They're cryin' out for mercy on their way
Too late for them to recognize another day

Runnin' in circles and almost blind
But not the only one of its kind

Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Another someone dies

Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Slaves on the run
Even heaven cries
Slaves on the run
Another someone dies
Another someone, someone dies

Slaves on the run
Slaves on the run
On the run





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Axel Rudi Pell Slaves On The Run Comments
  1. aitech nasus

    Slaves On The Run Is A Great Song And Fantastic Wonderful Masterpiece By Axel Rudi Pell.

  2. Michael McCain

    Working all day and all night in the heat and the storm
    The sun turned black on the day they were born
    The king gave 'em no reason to carry on
    But torture and pain for those who remained strong

    Runnin' in circles and almost blind
    But not the only one of its kind

    Slaves on the run
    Even heaven cries
    Slaves on the run
    Another someone dies
    Slaves on the run
    Even heaven cries
    Slaves on the run
    Another someone dies
    Someone dies

    The slave drivers' tool are swords, whips and chains
    There's an easy way out of this dangerous game
    They're cryin' out for mercy on their way
    Too late for them to recognize another day

    Runnin' in circles and almost blind
    But not the only one of its kind

    Slaves on the run
    Even heaven cries
    Slaves on the run
    Another someone dies
    Slaves on the run
    Even heaven cries
    Slaves on the run
    Another someone dies
    Another someone dies

    Slaves on the run
    Even heaven cries
    Slaves on the run
    Another someone dies
    Slaves on the run
    Even heaven cries
    Slaves on the run
    Another someone dies
    Another someone, someone dies

    Slaves on the run
    Slaves on the run

    On the run