Mad World

In a mad world you came to live, a mad world surrounds you now. In a mad world you found yourself, its madness cuts right through you. Everywhere only despair, destruction, no feelings left at all. Everywhere only fear, everywhere only ruin. Is it the devil’s stare, or just a passing sign? Blood weeps upon the walls, white crows keep crying out. A grenade of feeling explodes, it tears your heart apart, and it bleeds, bleeds and sinks into sorrow. Where has all the kindness gone, where is love in this world? Did it die out in the darkness, or become only mist and tears? You walk through all this chaos alone, with only cold dust all around. Everywhere only despair, destruction, no feelings left at all. Everywhere only fear, everywhere only ruin. Is it the devil’s stare, or just a passing sign? Blood weeps upon the walls, white crows keep crying out. A grenade of feeling explodes, it tears your heart apart, and it bleeds, bleeds and sinks into sorrow. But if there’s still a sign alive inside you, if you still believe this is not the end, don’t let the world steal your last small spark, because even in the dark, dawn can return. In a mad world you came to live, a mad world surrounds you now. Yet somewhere beneath the rubble, the smoke, the screaming, kindness may still be there. Where is love in this world? Maybe it is still looking for you.