ThE MaD I OwN

There was a timeWhere we tend to stay in the dark

The dark was ours followed by a melody of the swan

Dived into itThe waterWater was everything the soul neededIt was me and I was itLarger than the art of life

At first creation felt like all I'm notThat was until I lived long enough to realize the reflection

It was me, I was it

I let it burn with and without meTake me to the ashesWhere I could collect the lost pieces

It was everything, and everything was it

Falling apart and falling throughHow would the shadows of "I" Breaking do

The corpses you see The ones I ownThis mad is where I call home