A Lonely Wanderer Lyrics

His skin is withered

Dried from the cold

Searching for something

Forever he will roam

Walk through wastelands

Wind in his face

There's no life in this

Godforsaken place

On a dark highway

The wind spits sand

The desert storm

Needing to kill

Just to survive

Anything to get away

From the urban hive

Your manic rituals

Drive him insane

A path of exile

Never finding home

On a dark highway

The wind spits sand

The desert storm

Cold, alone, misery

He always walks

The lonely road

Down that dark highway

He always walks

The lonely road

We all wander this wasteland

We search upon the desert sand

On a dark highway

The wind spits sand

The desert storm

Cold, alone, misery

He always walks

The lonely road

The lonely road

The lonely road

The lonely road

The lonely road