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.