When you hear the scream of a tortured soul
When you just let the sound take your mind
When genius flows eternally
Then the music becomes immortality

Something is in the wrong here
Serene yet the authorities hear
Nevermind your instinct on a plain
Let loose, this pain

It's the longing for ones
For the ones with no peace
For there is no cure
Only the musical remedy

Inside those eyes
Always alive
Ever changing in his angst
Similarly in this waste