The madness that you mentioned
I pulled out of my head
Placed it under a pillow
In the hopes it will be dead
The wise man though knows
Craziness persists
And with it as it turns out
I removed remnants of normalcy
Now in the woods I am roaming
An ancient druid�s delight
And the moon seems mighty tempting
As I am howling in the night
G-test, eureka and Hyper�Scales
On you I place the blame
But in reality it�s mea culpa
That I re-fried my brain
I wander the earth aimlessly
rotating and reversing
all the objects that I see
pulling my hair and cursing.
I detest you stupid language
for forcing me to rhyme
new words I desperately seek
or numbers that are prime.
Prince Astyanax understand,
Death is but a quest
And while your sweet soul is in the heavens
I am battling with the G-test.
Fivos R Drymiotis 7/14/2005