slandered by alcohol
on the edge of society
living with no love or hate
he carries the weight of a life
that had no meaning

begging before the church
wich is a supreme sing
of faith and mercy
he depends on the pity
of people who believe
in the real values
of this decaying institution

solo: lupi

the inert touch of darkness
impose him a foreseeable survivence

his only friends are bottles
and the dirtiness of the streets
where hunger and cold are
his fatal enemies

solo: fabris/lupi

discriminated
he's one more profit of the
human incoerence
disconected
by the paradox of weath and misery
unconscious
the best way to forget the pain

the inert touch of darkness
impose him a foreseeable survivence