THE BEGINNING OF MADNESS

Have you ever wondered when this world started to fall
When all that was
is dead and gone
the old ways forgotten and thrown away

How the light has faded
turned a dull grey
the very same grey that most are masked from

Only the strongest see the truth.

How the nighttime envelopes the day in an even greater attempt at a fake suicide

How the humans alive
walk around in their coffins
as the eagle cries for redemption
and even the lowest forms are sick

Slowly the decadence and grace of the hour
sifts with the sands as the world moves on

for the world will always move on.

But where is it going
when the humans are sewing and growing and killing
and the ground is dried up
and the trees are all bare
and the sigh of the wind brings the cold of the winter
and the crikets dont chirp cause the're also gone
and the buildings are crumpled sending their ruins to fertalize the mounds of decay on the surface
and the seas no longer sing
to the watery tune
And the cracks in the earth spit out fires from hell
brings fiends and monsters and things dripping in vile
to inhabit this earth

But the world just moves on

allowing it's slow
inevitable
death

So when
can you see
can you tell me

when did this world start to fall?