Madness

I confess that I'm always afraid and so ashamed of whats inside me
I feel fine and I can smile, but I feel the horror seeping
Why can't I live, I feel like I'm sleeping
Slipping into madness and eternity
Like Alice and her White Rabbit
But there's no rabbit, only pure insanity and delirium
Reality is false and its all about the imagination
Losing reality and slipping into immortal darkness
Can you feel the cold hands on your skin?
The talons of death ripping out your soul?
The blood on my hands, marks the skin of sin
The embodiment of chaos within the hidden harmony
Assassin's of shadow and targets of purity
It's just like Alice and her little, white rabbit
Except.....
Alice was turned insane in the world of her mind, all she thought was reality...
Was it really just her mind?
Or are we all turned mad?
I'm always afraid and so ashamed of whats inside me.....
And I can feel madness smiling through the dark....
It's terror seeping through...
But Were always afraid of what's inside our heads....
Its called Eternal Insanity.....