I told you about the world Of how the stuggle for order and peace and self-important hypocrisy fails in the face of reality And how there is no grand scheme No rest for the living..only death
Chaos and the cold endless void Is all that awaits.. We are all forgotten We are all dust We are all unimportant We are all dead No rest for the living..only death
You thought me mad You wanted me to be like you, To see the error of my ways.. So you told me things I knew were wrong You showed me why I would never fit in
Why then, does what I have become surprise you?
Dreamer, Prophet, Singer of strange songs
I went my own twisted way Mocked by the world Feared by the righteous But always where I wanted..
Now that all has changed, And the night is colder
Now that life has shown its true colors
And you.. You are forgotten You are old You are unimportant You are dead
Can you face the real truth? Can you call me a madman anymore?
Do you regret your selfless life? The things you could never do, In fear of what others would think?
Do you see why I became a: Dreamer, Prophet, Singer of strange songs.
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Chaos and the cold endless void Is all that awaits.. We are all forgotten We are all dust We are all unimportant We are all dead No rest for the living..only death
You thought me mad You wanted me to be like you, To see the error of my ways.. So you told me things I knew were wrong You showed me why I would never fit in
Why then, does what I have become surprise you?
Dreamer, Prophet, Singer of strange songs
I went my own twisted way Mocked by the world Feared by the righteous But always where I wanted..
Now that all has changed, And the night is colder
Now that life has shown its true colors
And you.. You are forgotten You are old You are unimportant You are dead
Can you face the real truth? Can you call me a madman anymore?
Do you regret your selfless life? The things you could never do, In fear of what others would think?
Do you see why I became a: Dreamer, Prophet, Singer of strange songs.
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