To be under the Moon

To be under the Moon:

Live and bide my time
Breathe and be alive
Run and be free
To be alive again
To feel the wind of life passing through my lungs
Oh to feel alive again
Man more then the beast?
Why would I want to be
Oh to live free as the hounds of the wild
Not a care, to be free
Free of the cares of this world
To not worry about what cannot be seen by my own eyes
Not to be troubled by a world falling apart
A world a flame, the wars a rage
Someday even man will be set free
Free of the troubles of this world
Oh death they sweet escape
They embrace
To ferry me on to a best place