Composer: Robert John Charles Kooiman, Zachary Michael Dresch, Douglas David Hair, Morgan Tyler Harris
Lyrics
Grip, shake
I need another holy ground
To catch my breath again
Torn, frayed
There must be some kind of way out
But yet I'm waiting, waiting, waiting
Beg you to cast me aside
Forced into your faithless lies
Soothsay
Fall into disarray
The tame subdued
The chains renewed
Choose strength
This world will pass away
There's so much more to this than waiting, waiting, waiting