Madness


 

The madness is on its peak

There is nothing that will make me believe

That love exists, that there is triumph

That people win, that they rejoice in others victory

That they still think of others

That they still prefer to give others better than their own

That they still hold their ground

That they dont fall or die from the load

That there still is comradeship

That people still value friendship

NOthing, nothing will make me believe

That what we live is true

That what we have is real

That we are not just helpless hounds

That we all have a heart, still pure

Nothing will make me believe

No matter how much as my madness is on its peak

I am done and resolved

That I shun this world

The people who reside here

All are liars, the lot of them

Nothing will ever make me believe.

Not the red glare of the setting sun

Not the bright moon with its poise

Not the brilliant blue sky

Neither the ever stretching horizon.

Nothing will ever make me believe

That there is something real other than my madness

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