Waiting To Die
The man he sees in the mirror, lacks the strength, the motivation
Though he searches, though he digs
He cannot find the will to live
Tortured by, years of betrayal
Scarred by, wounds of his innocence
He searches for a light but thereʼs nothing there
Only the pain from his failed attempts
Broken, he falls to the ground as he looks up to the sky
Alone he searches his soul as heʼs waiting here
Waiting here to die
Waiting to die
Too many days, spent in this place
All his mistakes call to him in the night
As heʼs consumed by his self-proclaimed wretchedness
Broken, he falls to the ground as he looks up to the sky
Alone he searches his soul as heʼs waiting here
Waiting here to die
These fabrications of an obsessed man
Will only live to see the light of the fire he burns
Fire he burns
As he stands on the edge, the precipice
He walks away, as he walks away
As he walks away
Broken, he falls to the ground as he looks up to the sky
Alone he searches his soul as heʼs waiting here
Waiting here to die
Esperando Morir
El hombre que ve en el espejo, carece de fuerza, de motivación
Aunque busca, aunque excava
No puede encontrar la voluntad de vivir
Atormentado por años de traición
Marcado por heridas de su inocencia
Busca una luz pero no hay nada allí
Sólo el dolor de sus intentos fallidos
Roto, cae al suelo mientras mira al cielo
Solo busca en su alma mientras espera aquí
Esperando morir
Esperando morir
Demasiados días pasados en este lugar
Todos sus errores le llaman en la noche
Mientras es consumido por su autoproclamada miseria
Roto, cae al suelo mientras mira al cielo
Solo busca en su alma mientras espera aquí
Esperando morir
Estas fabricaciones de un hombre obsesionado
Solo vivirán para ver la luz del fuego que arde
Fuego que arde
Mientras está al borde, el precipicio
Se aleja, mientras se aleja
Mientras se aleja
Roto, cae al suelo mientras mira al cielo
Solo busca en su alma mientras espera aquí
Esperando morir