Streams Of Madness کے بول

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