Nothing that you know about my ego There's nothing that you know about 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 about my ego There's nothing that you know about 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