MSA Project - The Wanderer lyrics

In the dark of night, in the midst of fight, Out where fall the lives of brave men who tried To think it is right to die in the fields, Cold and lone inside, for such false beliefs... He's walking through the mist, Lonely survivor, looking for answers. Relentless but adrift, Whatever may occur, no matter the weather. Wherever he may go, No matter his reasons, no matter the way he Runs on through the mist, Someday he'll find them — no matter what it takes! Wounded and hungered, many cried for help, Grieved and so altered by the horrors of Hell Hell on Earth, they swear, time for hate and despair. So many dead in vain, too many wrought with pain... Whoever he may be, No matter his color, no matter his faith. Whatever he has seen, No matter his secrets, no matter where he's from. Whichever path he takes, No matter direction, no matter the season. Wherever it shall lead, No matter what awaits, no matter how it ends... Running to be free, Following the wind, Reckless yet mourning. Dancing by the sea, Feeling the sweet breeze, Laughing yet aching. Crying in the rain, Wondering how he'll live, Wandering through ruins Of cities built in sand... Now crumbled to dust, So sad and bereft... He's walking through the mist, Lonely survivor, looking for answers. Relentless but adrift, Whatever may occur, no matter the weather. Wherever he may go, No matter his reasons, no matter the way he Runs on through the mist, Someday he'll find them — no matter what it takes!