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?