With Madman's Faith

Tell us how to climb this fading tree When its limbs crumble to dust With every step we take How to harvest the fruit A glimpse of damnation in disguise When the tree is ravaged by disease? The deeper we go, the less we know With little to gain or no gain at all The higher we rise, the harder we fall With madman’s faith We embrace the crown Should we even try to rise above And reach the top? Bleak house of God Safe haven for the souls What should we expect to see When our eyes are shut And our achievements Are bound to underwhelm? The deeper we go, the less we know With little to gain or no gain at all The higher we rise, the harder we fall With madman’s faith We embrace the crown How to dive in search for treasures When all the waters are mud? Should we allow ourselves to submerge Against the pressure, against the dark Even if it means to lose it all? Everything we’ve been working so hard to build For a moment of supposed triumph Hollow victory, pride in the fall Become as Christ And suffer his madness For madness is divine Become as God And revel in darkness Of the other side Thus the redeeming blood flows As the branches encourage to tighten the noose So the roots coil around our feet and pull us down As the Sun taunts us with its blissful warmth So the Moon sells us the promises of power The deeper we go, the less we know With little to gain or no gain at all The higher we rise, the harder we fall With madman’s faith We embrace the crown

Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 14, 2025