The mutes mumble on that this journey will kill meNever 
felt belonged alone in my debris
Madness in my head
Sadness in my head
Distress in my head
Jesus in my head
In utter madness I fear God has miscreated me
All of my sorrows will go on and on
fields of silence fulfills my years of dark agonies
I'm thinking in scenes; I reach for my bride
It's you underneath starry nights
Of death of doom of dreams
trinities of my life
Whirling blades it seems
instruments of their lies
hope I pray in my head
disarray in my head
friends don't stay in my head
I'm betrayed in my head
In utter madness I fear God has miscreated me
all of my sorrows will go on and on
fields of silence fulfills my years of dark agonies
So it would seem to feel you inside
In you underneath starry nights
Building pictures of hope, every feeling is ache
stormy waters I float every day I'm awake
Whispered fears in my head
future nears in my head
brother dear in my head
To disappear in my head
In utter madness I fear God has miscreated me
all of my sorrows will go on and on
fields of silence fulfills my years of dark agonies
In search of a stream of peace I can lie
In utter madness I fear God has miscreated me
all of my sorrows will go on and on
fields of silence fulfills my years of dark agonies
In search of a stream of peace I lie
Repeating in scenes I reach for my bride
So it would seem to feel you inside
My one last dream before we both die
With you underneath starry nights