What you waiting for

Enemy at my door, what are you waiting for

Demon preacher tracking me, I have no place to run

Enemy in my mind, desperate and sublime

Demon preacher tracking me, I have no place to run

Now you carry my life, fragile with passion

Vigilant the fight, I stand alone

Ranting the sermon

On the edge of reason

This is tomorrow calling

And slowly I am drifting away

Anger deep inside my mind

Stealing the sands of time

Constantly confusing me

I have no place to run

Now you carry my life, fragile with passion

Vigilant the fight, I stand alone

This is tomorrow calling

And slowly I am drifting away