Much madness is divinest sense,
Demur and be dangerous.
I had been hungry of news, creativity and freedom,
Now i can eat of them and i'm not sated yet.
And now i roam the sovereign woods
And every time i speak the mountains straight reply.
I have the power to kill without the power to die,
But i have no enemies and i don't need revenge.
I don't know death nor defeat
Even if i marched in the sewer of hell.
Much madness is divinest sense,
Demur and be dangerous.
I had been thirsty of knowledge, action and bravery
Now i can rule my flesh and i won't save a place for your death.
Now i can keep agony away.
And i refuse men escaping from the mind of man.
Witchcraft was hung, but i find the magic i need inside me every day.
I don't believe in sins nor in temptation
Even if i crept into the womb of the beast.
Now i can keep agony away.
