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"As I gaze through the haze from a distant shore,

I see the battle field. Mounted on my steed, broadsword

at my side, I've got an axe to wield".

I have travelled many miles

across burnt, black and barren plains.

Wandered through a timeless wasteland

I've felt the heat and the cold of the rain.

My steed to these elements is unyielding.

My eyes and my heart in pain.

Agonizingly I go onward,

searching for something sane...

WHEN A MADNESS WEARS A CROWN

WHEN A MADNESS WEARS A CROWN.

Once this land of mine was peaceful,

now it's torn and raped by war.

Open wounds are bleeding burning

since the virgin became the whore.

Who will fight this unknown warrior?

Who will fight me to death?

Will this game of chance be over

now that there is nothing left?

WHEN A MADNESS WEARS A CROWN

WHEN A MADNESS WEARS A CROWN.

In this time of torment,

I've fought , killed and maimed my own.

people once united divided,

Conquered all to have this throne?

& now my master it is violence

as the new king of this land,

screams screams echo...

as I die by my own hand.

WHEN A MADNESS WEARS A CROWN

WHEN A MADNESS WEARS A CROWN

WHEN A MADNESS WEARS A CROWN.