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Madness comes in many forms The blinding pharaoh sings A mask to hide the dour stare That only sorrow brings Take me to your dying queen The one you left behind To search for what you wish to seek But never seem to find A love so pure, so hard to find You do so overlook Oh so divine, lamenting for What you never gave, just took Woe unto your sleepless nights Dusk flows throughout the air Pacify your lust for life Sink deeper to despair Night falls soon, it calls to you All colors turn to gray And you have gone so far from home You fear you've lost your way