From the mouth of madness
A voice is heard
With voiceless chantings
And cryptic words
Speaking riddles
And rings of truth
The wisdom of age
And dreams of youth
Voices speaking
All around
Talking to us
Without a sound
A psycho fantasy
An insane dream
Things we see
Are not what they seem
A breath of conscience
A distant thought
A reflex action
Of judgement taught
A voice from the soul
Stirs the heart
Bringing together
What has grown apart
The voice of fate
A silent cry
Take all your dreams
And hold them high

Life moves on
Day by day
Once was near
Now far away
Life it moves
So very fast
The happy moments
Never seem to last
Life moves on
A sickly slow pace
Each new day
More pain to face
Life moves on
New things to find
Life moves on
I’m left behind

A city born
Underwater
A chip is worn
On my shoulder
A sea of rage
That I control
It builds the cage
That holds my soul
A submarine city
Where I hide
With no friends
In whom to confide
An ocean made
Of bitter tears
Kept inside
For many years
I search this city
Beneath the sea
I roam its streets
In search of me
I look to the sky
So far above
I stretch my arms
In search of love
I wish for love
In each new rain
But all I get
Are floods of pain
I built this city
Stone by stone
And here I dwell
All alone