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MADMAN
Into this world we're born naked and alone
Well, some folks remain like that all through their lives
I pray that you my friend will open up your eyes and see
There's much more to this world than what we're pretending it to be
You say you've seen it all
You've seen nothing yet
And don't forget
That no-one, yes no-one
Can ever reach
Into the shades of the Madman
Apocalyptic prophecies and utopian sounding remedies, so masterful and wise
I've seen your faces in all kinds of places I know you're the master of disguise
How you social engineered me and took away what you never can give back again
Left me in a shade of madness while you went on hunting your next victim
Watch out!
He's coming up behind you so fast
Better make it last
'Cause no-one, yes no-one
Can ever reach
Into the shades of the Madman
The Madman's friendly if you talk to him, he's brilliant and conclusive when
you walk with him
(Or was it the other way around?)
Fear of the unknown all over again, indeed we are the stuffed men
(Is this the way the world ends?)
Your antipathy is but a proof that you still have not realised
Unkown to the ignorant the Madman stands above your lies
Since you've gone and washed your sins down the drain
You've gone insane
'Cause no-one, yes no-one
Can ever reach
Into the shades of the Madman
R. Blomqvist
© 2007 Ginger Trees