The eternal waiting

I’ve got a piece of delusion in my hands
I am a creep ‘cause I cannot understand

I feel just protected by the clouds over
To me even if the soul is so greatly heavy

I know there is something more than this old hell
I hope may be one day to be where I’ll have

A peace now neglected by my life so little
Free from the cages built all around to me

So the eternal waiting
Is still long
Nothing can stop changing
And that’s all

There is a world… we don’t know
And it’s beyond… every wall

I play with flames in the passageway of life
I meet in the maze all the fakers of my time

I need this perpetual sense of powerless
In me so that I can say I couldn’t reach much more

I treat my grief as it was my precious twin
Lost in a mist in past centuries of ill

I feel in this evening only some futility
as the morning never could come tenderly

So the eternal waiting
Is still long
Nothing can stop changing
And that’s all

There is a world… we don’t know
And it’s beyond… every wall