Magnum

They are the victims of the night
Ride against the wind – born to lose the fight
They fill the doorways, they come far
Holding what they bring – details on a card
And on a rainy night like this
Someone shuts the door – goodbye on their lips
They are the victims of the night
Ride against the wind – born to lose the fight
They fill the doorways, they come far
Holding what they bring – details on a card
And on a rainy night like this
Someone shuts the door – goodbye on their lips
There is no charity from where they come
There's nothing left to be
In stark reality thy will be done
For you, for them, for me
How far jerusalem – before the heart breaks down
No kings among them – cold feet in london town