Sometimes the madness catches me and seals me in its tomb,
it’s then lunacy caresses me and holds me in its womb.
With no release and no desire, my life a living Hell
I hear the songs of Angels and the chime of my death’s knell.
Within the pain and ecstasy of madness gone insane
I swim deep within the wonder of life’s unending pain.
I know the world is right there, but it’s nowhere to be found;
my life is filled to breaking point with the ecstasy of sound.
One day I’ll know just where I am within that tight cocoon
and I’ll emerge as who knows what beneath a new full moon.