Letra da Música Midnight Wanderer de Inquisição

Running from his shadow
Standing in the cold rain
Hiding from the wild wolves
To be sober again
He's another victim
Or maybe he's to blame
How much is your pleasure
To throw it all away

Temperature is rising
To the limit of your pain
He's got no horizons
Just the vision of a desert land

Diving into the black hole
Sinking in the quicksand
Celebrating sorrow
Just around the bend
Caught up in the middle
Of bad luck and fate
He's another soldier
Whose battle no one gives a damn

Beat is paralyzing
Fallen tears from a cold sweat
Words never spoken
He's trying to get away

Run
Midnight wanderer

He's the storyteller
Nobody will believe
He's the drunk driver
In the middle of a dead end street
Just another victim
Of bad luck and fate
He's another soldier
Whose battle no one gives a damn

Just another dreamer
Picking up his pieces
Just a brave survivor
Or maybe just a great mistake