The numbers 8716 keep circling my head
But I don't know what they mean
Are they the last four of a phone number?
A password?
A grave site?

Madness is circling, slowly descending

The voices are growing louder with each passing day
But I still can't understand what they are saying
What do they want?
What do they need?
Will I ever understand them?

Madness is circling, slowly descending

Deadlines looming, losing concentration
There is never enough time!
Will I finish with time to go through it?
Will I get it to her on time?
Will it be good enough?

Madness is circling, slowly descending

The children have started to give me wide-berth
I think they know it is only a matter of time
Will they take heed?
Will they ever understand?
Or will they push until there is nothing more of me?

Madness is circling, slowly descending

It's finally dark outside
Or maybe it's just dark within my head
Is it finished?
Is it time to rest?
Or do I need to push myself further still?

Madness is circling, slowly descending

Life has lost all meaning
I have lost my definition
Have I become nothing more than an echo of what I once was?
Will I remain in this place for the rest of time?
Who can answer these questions?

Madness has circled, finally descended