madness

lying on my back
looking into the trees
feeling myself as if I´m someone else

going through the streets
hearing music and whispering voices
an atmosphere of permanent alarm
and in the faces of all the others
smiles and laughter, confusing
and no sign that they notice, too

is it a dream, a nightmare
is it real and what does it mean
spinning around the thoughts
the questions never ending
and I´d like to shout "why?"
and I´d like to fight and hurt

terror reigns
everything hurts and I´m burning
the black conqueror is coming
I see his servants, hear his footsteps
his infernal laughter

firebird where are you
I had to become a firebird
and burning down I awake
in hells of madness