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• Artiste: Zeraphine
• Titre: Waiting For The Day To End
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With the blade in my heart I'm stumbling I'm melting into the ground While the walls around are crumbling I don't want to rest 'til I'm found Fighting against emptiness and confidence inside of me And a broken mirror shows me what I am supposed to see And I thought I'm crying tears, but blood is pouring down from my eyes But no matter how I feel I can't respond to their lies I don't need these souvenirs to remind me of the bygone time And however much I try to forget I can't get rid of their grime (I hold my breath) I can't get rid of their grime (I hold my breath) And the weights on my feet drag me Down to the bottom of the sea But it looks so peaceful here and I can't speak to raise a plea Everything I tried to see and to find again and to undo my faults Was never worth the strain, there's nothing left I could exault And I thought about dying safely, but as always there's no guarantee Whatever they say I still deny and disagree The words and sentiments And I'm still standing in-between But my innermost thoughts remain unseen So I question a new prospect and I'll leave it all this time With all doubts and dissent in my head I'm waiting - waiting for the day to end So I question a new prospect and I'll leave it all this time With all doubts and dissent in my head I'm waiting - waiting for the day to end And the storm was silent thunder Poison runs through my veins Don't need another aching wonder I'm already almost slain Dismissing the consequences and one-way chances, 'cause it's not good Some call it fate, some always say they feel misunderstood And I know I cry no tears, 'cause blood is pouring down from my eyes But you'll never guess my thoughts, you can't see through my disguise I don't need more injuries to remind me of a former life You cannot stop me anymore, however much you strive So I question a new prospect and I'll leave it all this time With all doubts and dissent in my head I'm waiting - waiting for the day to end So I question a new prospect and I'll leave it all this time With all doubts and dissent in my head I'm waiting - waiting for the day to end