Torrential Monomania

From time to time
I was always mad.
Would my colleague ever leave me alone
And continue to fancy me mad?
I was the shadowy figure,
As mad as the infamous shredder.
My mind has sensed the entrance
Of the "strangers unknown"
That comes to my presence.
Here have they distracted my privacy--
And would they have sucked me to Nocturnal Alley?
Here I felt not my own self
But a son of a bitch that doesn't seem right.
Flesh! did I feel the hunger for!
Blood! did I witness the thirst for!
I was so abnormal, so rampant,
That I couldn't help myself;
Here I took a tight grasp
And quenched my thirst,
And said: "Drink,
Become the newborn,
And quench more from the weaklings
To gain power."
Following the orders, the newborn,
Grasped to my possession,
Set the world to pandemonium,
As all the hearts have stopped,
And have resembled the sound of madness.