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