Unbeliever

I've been wandering through

This dead city

With the devil's voice inside my head

And the streets they're all, they're after fortune

And the sky is painted about our grave

But I keep hanging on

I keep hanging on

And on

Now I'm a thousand miles away from nowhere

And the night is turning, it's turning bleak

Fear comes upon me now

And I feel just like some ill-fated beast

But I keep hanging on

I keep hanging on

And on

Now I don't plan

Much to offer

I thought that was plain to see

Explain on just an unbeliever

And I believe you can count on me

If you keep hanging on

Just keep hanging on

And on