Of Miracles and Madness

I am a Voice, I am an Oracle, I am Empty, I am One

I am a voice calling,

vibrating the wind, reflections distort the sounds

Through me they tell a story,

a tattoed man lost in the Books of Blood

I am an oracle seeing

memories of the past unwind til the truth is known

Naive yet ever knowing,

glimpses of the future, Armageddon - Rebirth - the Fall

I am a Voice of miracles and madness

I am an Oracle of miracles and madness

I am empty everlasting,

the void from which I came, that which I shall be again

To be free of responsibility,

a prison for all I am, for eternity the forbidden door

I am one indivisible,

the multiple man, diverse yet still the same

To be fractured a thousand fold,

to be one and many yet to be nothing ever more

I am Empty in miracles and madness

I am One with miracles and madness

I am a Voice, I am an Oracle, I am Empty, I am One

Of miracles and madness

Of miracles and madness

Of miracles and madness

Of miracles and madness

I am a Voice, I am an Oracle, I am Empty, I am One