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