A study in a game of marbles...
Everyone else goes nuts
Their eyes begin to see false lights,
Their tongues speaking horrible things
To the twisted ears will be like copper rings.
A subtle change in everyone's face -
Bloated chimera of commonplace
Madness preying on its herd.
Blood disenfranchised of its salt...
After it all becomes daily routine...
What will become of sin?
What'd you figure, my silent friend,
Whom would you rather call mad?
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