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Madness
The howling winds were driving him mad
Driving him crazy
''It's youuuuuuuu. We know it's youuuuuuuuuu''
Attacking him with glee
Then dropping to a whisper.
''No way can you deny''
The winds playing with his mind
As he was sweating, in a delirium
Haunted by these oppressive sirocco winds
Of his Foreign Legion days
The madness, the barbarity
''We had no choice'' he tried to respond
''We always have a choice''
Came back the answer with roaring, wuthering fracas
Presaging the worst as a heavy storm
Was brewing outside
The gale force coming for him
While under tons of blankets he was shivering
Madness closing in on him
He could no longer deal with the ghosts of his past
He put his revolver to his mouth
Pulled the trigger
And found a form of peace at last.
Driving him crazy
''It's youuuuuuuu. We know it's youuuuuuuuuu''
Attacking him with glee
Then dropping to a whisper.
''No way can you deny''
The winds playing with his mind
As he was sweating, in a delirium
Haunted by these oppressive sirocco winds
Of his Foreign Legion days
The madness, the barbarity
''We had no choice'' he tried to respond
''We always have a choice''
Came back the answer with roaring, wuthering fracas
Presaging the worst as a heavy storm
Was brewing outside
The gale force coming for him
While under tons of blankets he was shivering
Madness closing in on him
He could no longer deal with the ghosts of his past
He put his revolver to his mouth
Pulled the trigger
And found a form of peace at last.
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