Madness Day after day, night after night, the sun burn and the cold dark, My lips baked by salt, dried by thirst, pathetic agony, My blistered skin reveals my suppurating flesh, Putrid appetizer for scavenger I reach out to the rare castaway, Dying in silence on this desperate raft Together let's sail to the end And drowning through many layers of delirium, Hallucinations on the wreck Volutes of shadows laughing at me, Confused with the plaintive of moribund Burnt and licked by the sun and his tongue of fire My blistered skin reveals my suppurating flesh, Putrid appetizer for scavenger Lost in the volutes of madness And drowning through many layers of delirium, Hallucinations on the wreck Volutes of shadows laughing at me, Confused with the plaintive of moribund Lost in the volutes, Putrid appetizer for scavenger Lost in the volutes of madness And then, while the frost night falls, Appears the moving light descending to me And station above the pathetic scene, Is this the end? Is this God or one more trick of my mind?