Locked away and thrown away the key
my foresight's all that I've seen
Life's restriction, no fame or addiction
a prophet or madness is me
Otherwise blinded, but not absent minded
the visions are all I can see
Terror, destruction, gore and seduction
is this what is going to be?

Circling madness I see visions around me
All I can see is what I don't want to be
Screaming within, I can't take any more

Shackled in chains, my body is estranged
my mind is all that is free
In darkness comes fire, free pass for a liar
a puppet master pulling the strings
A fight for resources, no cars and no horses
I see a shell of what used to be
A future depiction, or is this all fiction?
What the hell does all of this mean?

Circling madness I see visions around me
All I can see is what I don't want to be
Screaming within, I can't take any more

My eyes are blazing but none of it's fading,
return me to the blackness I seek
Horror, sickness, plaguing the weakest,
the rotting of the corpses to be
Excuse is religion for destroying a region
using fear to meet their own needs
No wonder I'm in here, no witness to my fear
I hope this is some madness in me

Circling madness I see visions around me
All I can see is what I don't want to be
Screaming within, I can't take any more

Returning darkness, no more visions to bind me
All I can see is blindness stricken to me
Peaceful within, I couldn't take any more