Lirieke: Excalion. Waterlines. Streams Of Madness.

Rising up from this bed of haze
The window?s closed still I feel the breeze
Can?t recall what I?ve said or done
Drifting away into subconsciousness

Lost within myself can?t find
Any place to hideaway from myself
A bitter feeling in my mind
Devastates me, leads astray
And now I see what this pain holds for me

Cold outside the mist fills the air
Distant voice speaking through my fear
Faces seen all a blur to me
Fading away into subconsciousness

Beams of light are cracking the sky
I stare in confusion
Streams of madness flow inside
There is no end in sight