Every hour of the day
Your mind is full of clay
Trying to get rid of the thoughts
That torture your live
When you know the future is limited
For days, months, years
Every road is full of bears
That's where they lay, your fears
When you know
It is clear
Makes you feel alone
On a crusade
Yeah, you're on a crusade
On a crusade, to stay
Finding the next cure
Will it really be there
My crusade for new ways
Can end anywhere
Don't know how it will be
Where you are, what you feel
The pain and the morfine
And what will be
And what will be
When you know
It is clear
Makes you feel alone
On a crusade
Yeah, you're on a crusade
On a crusade, to stay