Madness within

 I found myself surrounded by darkness, 

In a tunnel with no hope of light.

The Endless madness drives me away

When I regained my senses

I feel lost in a hell that lacks fiery pits,

Surrounded by familiar faces

The faces of real Men and Comrades.

Never thought a smile could feel so awful.

This place is as familiar as the Faces

Deep down I know the fact that

I felt like I belonged here, and that was a horror.

The Passion for living is Hell

Does the ground supposed to be paved?

Does the path supposed to be huge?

The melodies sounded like screams,

And the art appeared as mere scratches.

My wings were slashed 

By my dagger.

Castles burned, and valleys suffered too. 

People cried, while others laughed, 

But they never intended to stop! 

Friends and foes may appear similar.

With a killer's hand.

I found nothingness in the heart of the passionate. 

I found war in the heart of a saint. 

I found bloodthirst in the heart of a hero. 

And I found a mirror in the heart of the Devil.