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
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
For your death
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
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