Senseless waiting, anticipating Days pass without a trace of light Our minds darkened by endless hate We kill each other in the night Im waiting for the storm to come To wipe me out and carry me To the realms Ive never seen Forgetting memories of my past Start again with no belief In right or wrong to weigh on me Im waiting for the storm to come To wipe me out and carry me To the realms Ive never been Indulging shadows of my past Ill never ask myself again Where do I start? Where do I end? No worries in our heart remain As we return from battlefields again For the sake of glory or money We kill ourselves in the night
realm, wipe, waiting, indulging, storm