A Sound Of Madness
My friend, you are going
blind.
To live you must live by your
mind,
Colors, pictures, scenery,
violence.
It all will be erased and put
into silence,
Till you depend on your
ears
But you will make it past these
years.
Silence is a new
concept
It's one you
learned to accept.
Colors, pictures,
scenery.
All wiped out of
your memory.
And now you hear
the voices.
Encrypting sad
choices.
But in your mind
you cant keep straight
And so now you
become irate.
Them voices
saying you will die
Even your
guardian angel begins to cry
But you can be
able to overcome
But you know the
voices wont be done.
Death has
quickened it's pace
And is now
screaming in your face.
You knew your
time was to come
But your life is
good and done.
Close them eyes
forever more
And now let god
help you restore.
