Madness is embracing me and I m grateful for her love.
Otherwise I wouldn’t see mercy hidden in the rough.
Otherwise I wouldn’t find satisfaction in my pains.
Nobody will understand, that’s the greatest of my gains.
Madness is embracing you. Would you like to feel her warm?
You will be the overture on the funerals of Storm,
Which is called The Human Sane.
Madness is embracing us. In awaiting and in strain
We will rub our fears to dust,
Tear to pieces all the main.
Madness is in love with me
© Copyright: Сангвинис Гутта, 2013
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