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_-The Madman sees the light-_


All alone in this cold, cold world
The Sicopathic being Raves about his wims
And the life of man is one droning little beat
The young grow old and the old all die

To see paradise, the dream!, its gone
Peace is not a goal, war is appraised
My reflectionless eyes see the blood on the walls
My mind slips away
As the devil is laughing
My poor soul is damned an eternity of fire!

What is Purpose?
What do I owe?
Can I receed any more thoughts decayed.

Then I saw it, High on the Throne
Placed in a pool of bodys and blood
"Young man" he pronounced
"I am fate" He decreed
"Your soul is on trail, your body is gone"
"The life that you Lived will determine your place"
"And if you wasted your one and only chance"
"To be condemnd to hell for your out casted ways!"

I looked upon my life in the form of a Book
Archaic charecters rained from the top
My Stricken and crazy life, Formed in the liquid text
I saw my dreams and fears, Truths and faults
"This is the test small being" Said Fate
"If your influence was Justice or madness"
"Feel free to look for yourself"

As i did so forth
A beacon of light shown upon me
A Trail of fire opened up


O human of earth
Listen to judgment
Your fates are all sealed
Tell me O Human
Is your miserable life his fault
Can you really be so shure
To be damned to hell
For 300 fold years
Your killings ended today

So tell me sir
Is it really my fault
That we all went alone and mad?
So tell me sir
Is the devil Laughing
Because the earth is filled Sorrow?

So Tell me Sir
Whats heaven like?
Is it as lonley as it is down here?
Can you tell me sir
Will i be able to survive
In the bright flames of hell