The End Of a Madman

The time has come but he is the one
He's the eye, the eye of the storm
Behind the scenes the true life begins
He has nothing to lose in this world
There’s nothing to say, he remains in silence
His mission is done
His mind is free, his soul is in darkness
He can fly to the sky

His lifework is huge, tremendous success
Revolution in innocent minds
It is hard to believe conceive and concede
It's a madman's world

The smile of a child the cry of the old man
Those are miracles
Conception of life and man's destination
Plains darker illusions... For him
It's the end of a madman