Waiting on my soul
Just waiting on my dream
For everlasting fear

Across there´s something real

The night will go

I turn my back to the east
As the earth do scorn
Come higher, sleep and grip


My lord come closer
My lord come closer

My lord come closer
My lord come closer to me
¥Cos I´m waiting on my soul

I´m just waiting for me at all
For every casted beast
They visit for something real


The wind of northern cold,
Will take me back to the gold, and

The wind of southern breeze
Will take me back to the east


Cos I'm Waiting on my soul
I´m just waiting for me at all
Unbury rusted bones

They're far gone to cross the roar

I´m lost inside

I´m trapped in my selfish kind of reality
The night will go, my heart will show
With my selfish kind of realm


Cos I´m just Waiting on my soul
I´m just waiting for me at all


I can see in this running I'm first and last
From the silence the pressure´s growing on

I can clear this empty space alone
At least deep down, my world is going on


Cos I´m Waiting on my soul
I´m just waiting for me at all