Look into the sky
Clouds are torn by the wind
Like a whisper in the storm
That tells of something you should know
But you cannot understandWhen the madman sees the sun
He will tell you of the gods
He will show you the path
But you dont hear the truth
And you wont see the lightAll you see are the clouds
The clouds that hide the light
There is no sun
There are no gods
All you hear is meaningless
Weird and torn like the sky
Not worth to think about
Or to search behindConfronted by words far from this world
A truth seems like a damn old lie
Decide or keep rolling the die
Be the messenger of doom
Or the messenger of hopeWhen the mad man sees the sun
He will tell you of the gods
He will show you the path
But you dont hear the truth
And you wont see the lightTheres a path I cant see
Theres a way that I could go
But its easier to stay although
Theres a whisper that I hear
Theres a world up in the sky
There lies my fate which I denyLike a thief on the run
I feel closer to the night
When the day fades away
I feel closer to the lightWhere are the people that I hear
Like a promise undermined
Is it my own fate I fear
Voices dancing in my mind