The Wandering

Our souls are not ready for life

We're gonna have a fight

Our souls try to be swept from our bodies

Coming out to the streets

They'll complete what we did

Or what we wished to destroy they'll mess

Up, despite the next

Outside our souls react to raging crowds, tonight

They'll kill and demonstrate what fight is all about

Inside I'm wandering, wandering

What you're doing

What you do has the logic of a soldier

And people will curse you

Blood and ruins, blood and ruins

Our fragile conscience lies awaiting for a war

Where liars and honest people fight to get some money

Inside I'm wandering, wandering

What you're doing?

What you do has the logic of a soldier

And people will curse you

Blood and ruins, blood and ruins

Inside I'm wandering, wandering

What you're doing?

What you do has no meaning

Consider the fight's all around

Inside I am wandering

Inside I am wandering

Inside I am wandering

Inside...