In this world there are lots of madness then the ears can hear, then the heart could bear. Man search the earth for madness, power is madness, money is madness, strength is madness...knowledge is madness.

Yet I have to say, what madness I have display? For it is not power, money, strength...knowledge.I cannot describe my madness , my inner demon ...But of course, it is silence.

Thus I am, for I am dead that sleep and dead that eat.  My lips have been put in an unbreakable seal, but inside a storm rage ( as for any men if they are truly mad). Storm of force wind for I am mad, mad I tell you!  Mad like the furious sea, crashing and splashing with the aid of the violent wind that can split a great tree and make it bent in agony.

Mad, this I am. bliss 

Standing in a rocky road I stumble then mumble curse this earth for it have grown legs and dance to the music of the dead.

I scream bloody hell ! unto heaven and she bath me with her tears, washing my sins along with the dirt, but not the madness which scar this earth. He ought to be hang my good man for blood had stain his large hands. To the gallows I say, to the gallows thou stand not that this dark place hath been curse that this dark men hath been curse.

Why? My good fellow thou art mad..a mad men this you are!     

And in this fiery,  broiling path of hell burns your soul that have not reach far  and it screams, you scream we all scream madness! With blood wash eyes I  look unto the sky, madness has come to me in a form of a fair maiden.

Oh a beauty she is, a sweet image for the eyes. But underneath her lavender  talcum powder a white lie.

A lie that among us and claim to be the demon part of human conscience, and it urge us to walk in the line of madness.But with our minds fog with an illusion, I came up with a simple conclusion.

The beauty,madness, white lies, and demons all know ... that we should know .

As mankind we are blinded by our desires and those desires if not careful will become our madness.