Islands of Madness - Adramelch

On our way back from the glory

We’re escaping, sleeping roughly

Fearful nightmares full of rain

Night is freezing, sunk our sail

In desolation weak signs of life now

Our hope is smiling, joyfully sings

In the kingdom of nothing

We hold the course of the illusion

Through the islands of madness

Our darkest phase of confusion

Not a dream about your island

The ship is drifting, dark and silent

Ploughing oceans like a phantom

Through unknown ways, vague and stranger

In desolation weak signs of life now

Our hope is smiling, blissfully singing

In the kingdom of nothing

We hold the course of the illusion

Through the islands of madness

We’ve crossed the lines to confusion