Awaiting Eschiel Letra

cessation of time. Too soon this door was shut so tight.
Bowing down to an untrue fate means a lesser existence.
Arise the frustration from my thickened throat,
where confusion etches its mark straight into my chest.
I can't fall again until you help me up.
For far too long, i have searched,
For the beauty that you create.
Lift this blanket of desperation from my heart,
To reveal my lost soul.
On my bed of stone, i await your return.