Cold Sweat
Chased by the moon through the halls of madness,
No egress to be found.
Lamentable spectres of broken dreams
Upon both walls abound.
From above and below
My private demons compete.
To see which will be able to stop
My headlong retreat.
Face to face with the beast, in the mist,
I hear this sad refrain.
"Could be those who claim sanity
Are the ones who are truly insane."
Will I ever escape?
Will I ever find the way?
I awake in a Cold Sweat
To the light of another day.
No egress to be found.
Lamentable spectres of broken dreams
Upon both walls abound.
From above and below
My private demons compete.
To see which will be able to stop
My headlong retreat.
Face to face with the beast, in the mist,
I hear this sad refrain.
"Could be those who claim sanity
Are the ones who are truly insane."
Will I ever escape?
Will I ever find the way?
I awake in a Cold Sweat
To the light of another day.
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