Nothing that you know 'bout my ego
There's nothing that you know 'bout my state of mind
You are trying to say what's inside of me
But you cannot see the answer

Hey! I'm a bit of the devil
Hey! I'm a bit of a God
Hey! I'm like always and never
Food for your thought

They call me the madman, the bad one
I'm kept like a prisoner in here
They call me the madman, the bad one
I'm kept like a prisoner in here
A diagnosed madman

There's nothing that you know 'bout my ego
There's nothing that you know 'bout my state of mind
Knowledge from your books simply overlooks
So called prodigies of nature

Hey! I'm a God and the devil
Hey! Are you shivering now?
Hey! You'll be searching forever
Nothing you'll find

They call me the madman, the bad one
I'm kept like a prisoner in here
They call me the madman, the bad one
I'm kept like a prisoner in here
A diagnosed madman