Streams of Madness - Excalion

Rising up from this bed of haze

The windowґs closed still I feel the breeze

Canґt recall what Iґve said or done

Drifting away into subconsciousness

Lost within myself can’t find

Any place to hideaway from myself

A bitter feeling in my mind

Devastates me, leads astray

And now I see what this pain holds for me Cold outside the mist fills the air

Distant voice speaking through my fear

Faces seen all a blur to me Fading away into subconsciousness

Beams of light are cracking the sky

I stare in confusion

Streams of madness flow inside

There is no end in sight