Streams Of Madness
Jarmo Myllyvirta
Rising up from this bed of haze
The window´s closed still I feel the breeze
Can´t recall what I´ve 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
