And return you shall from within the echo of a whisper of a wisp, you follow the path of your fallen brother and take upon his soul and to commit his body to rot. Even though we have pleased the Almighty Madness, it still demands more and mercy shall not be shown. Take apart the mind, put it back together and tell me that you dont see the shadows of the past, the tears in time of a love one stuck on loop, expecting to hear their voice and only for silence to answer back, that is the Madness of love. Long hours of the night, slaving to dent the shield of fame only to be casted off and unnoticed, that is the Madness of Motivation. The mind is not as vile as the body it can change start anew. Discard the notion or pure and sane and you will be bless with the glorious body that only vanity can obtain. The resurrection of form is done and it is time to move on. From one Madness to another I ask you to subdue the order that withholds your enlightenment.
That's quite the ramble... Well take from it what you will.
First part of many in the series. Feedback?