The mad cry and seek for a road that will lead From Asylum to world of the free But death is not how you can find your way out Only those who go sane then may leave
The body, the host in health living, although When a virus from outside infects White blood cells descend to defend and then cleanse Wishing truly no ill or sad ends
Elysium Elysium
You’ve come yet again once more welcome as when Dear Priscilla and Constance you were Invited, alas, you did choose to go back To save those who you thought that you could
The more time you spend in Asylums well then You could fall back again locked away Stay here beyond where you know you belong A vast cosmos before you awaits