Waiting For The Rain

I'm waiting for the rain
Surely with a true dissection

The sky is turning grey
The night is coming again

The eternal night
Stand upon me
A stain of blood
Impossible to wash up

Pessimistics previsions
For this world
The grave seems too near
With the infinite in

I'm waiting for the rain
With some pleasure inside me

If from diamonds born nothing
From the shit born life

The eternal light
I'm searching for it
But it isn't
So simple to see

Incantated in a night
Without stars
Total darkness
And not a light

The laughts are male
Nothing to say
Stupid you are
Stupid you will be