Waiting For The End

Empty Book

Compositor: Ivan Souza

I could be a dilettante
So I would turn off the appliances
The fire
Goes out when the candle finishes

But the promises
Will be fulfilled
And never forgotten

If the promise, the promise
Is more saint
Than the divine grace

I waited me a vegetable
I wish were burned
That the apocalyptic legend
Fell burning over
I.C.U
I.C.U
Now

I don't fear the pain
Because it is always corroding
What is built in vain

It's her food this keeps it alive

"so then"

I will fly to the arms of death
Without repentance (It's a promise)
I will deliver in it's hands
My dead spirit

And this pathetic rental room that I always disowned

And now when I don't breath aches
If I breath aches more again
In the last blow of life

The misery chokes me

I believed
(All my dreams have been - Stolen)
In a false choise
(In the bed of death - Final judge)
It was
(The life is very brief - Yeah)
Just pain
(Waiting for the end - It's over)
And
(All my dreams have been - Stolen)
Suffering
(In the bed of death - Final judge)
Sores that never
(The life is very brief - Yeah)
Healed
(Waiting for the end - It's over)

I believed
(All my dreams have been - Stolen)
In a false choise
(In the bed of death - Final judge)
It was just pain
(The life is very brief - Yeah)
And suffering
(Waiting for the end - It's over)

I believed
(All my dreams have been - Stolen)
In a false choise
(In the bed of death - Final judge)
It was
(The life is very brief - Yeah)
Just pain
(Waiting for the end)
And suffering