As Madness approaches/by:Haunted Lunacy

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I sit silently in darkness within the void behind my eyes. Melancholia entraps me in this prison cell of lies. I scream into the nothingness but a reply has yet to come . Just whispers of the wicked, a requiem for none.

I long to see the light again, I yearn to regain control. I reach out for redemption, but lunacy holds my soul.
So i pray for salvation  from a god I’ll never see, As I wait with open arms as madness approaches me.

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