There is too much confusion
Much too much impact of obscene terror
I wonder why I'm still surfing 
On this wave of obsession

Is there a reason to stay any longer
Waiting for some cool messiah
Give me a reason to stay here forever
Waiting for something [bad word] 
Is it my Soul
Is it that climpse of Light I never forget to expect
Or is it You, some kind of Angel 
That keeps me in waiting Forever

There's too much war on the outside
Much too much impact of symbols and meanings
I wonder why I'm still fighting
In this ocean of questions

Is there a reason to stay any longer
Waiting for something [bad word] Give me a reason to stay on this island
Waiting for something [bad word] 
Is it my Soul
Is it that climpse of Light I never forget to expect
Or is it You, some kind of Angel 
That keeps me in waiting Forever