Strange - Darkwell

I hear a voice in my mind

There is a gate concealed

My emotions are so blind

Nothing revealed

Tumultuous thoughts on the face

A dementia in deep

My emotions are so blind

It’s an infected creep

Strange layers of our pride, forever lost

Vividness of the tale, disguised

Our beliefs are the hopes weird host

Unimportance will be realized

Consciousness begins to fade

Yet the state of mind debased

The decisions are made

Madness is faced

Grabbed by the inner demon

Disrooted of mankind’s grace

The societies crippled son

It’s an infected creep

Strange layers of our pride, forever lost

Vividness of the tale, disguised

Our beliefs are the hopes weird host

Unimportance will be realized