Lyrics Wandering Soul - Grey

Wandering soul

In my mind′s eye searching for a path
Through the desolation of my soul
Treading forgotten roads
They lead me to madness
Breaking my state of mind

So, you don't want to define
The things that are making you whole
And I, I want to be found
Don′t want to be Wandering Soul

In your reality there's no awareness
But unconsciously obeying the rules
You feel protected, locked up in your precious cages
They told you freedom is delusion of the truth
In the sick obsession with purity,
You're the one who became contagious
Raw
Insatiability will eat you alive

So, you don′t want to define
The things that are making you whole
And I, I want to be found
Don′t want to be Wandering Soul

Don't be afraid to flow against the
Stream, the clocks are ticking out final hours
There′s no second chance, the world we know is sinking down.