They criticize me because
I do what I want
(And not what they impose on me)

They criticize me for loving
(Because they want me to fight)
But if all I want is to have a drink
Then I'm a rebel

Our madness is etched
In the hearts of the mad
And in the ignorance
Of the idiots

Our madness is etched
In the hearts of the mad
And in the ignorance
Of the idiots

Ooh
Yeah

Winning this war may not even be possible
But only in this way will we leave our seed
And if only one man cultivates it
Our struggle will not be in vain

Criticisms are made without knowing that they don't act
But we act and we will succeed because we have courage

Courage to fight
Courage to win
Courage to change
And to never
(Never be silent)

Our madness they were etched
In the hearts of the madmen
And in the ignorance
Of the idiots

Ooh
Ooh