The Wandering کے بول

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 waiting for a war where liars and honest fight to get some more. Inside I'm wandering, wandering "what you're doing, what you do has no meaning consider the fight all around." Inside I am wandering, Inside I am wandering...