How Did I Become a Madman? Lyrics

And how did I become a madman, you ask

Long before many gods were born

I woke from a deep sleep

And found all my masks stolen

The seven masks I fashioned and wore in seven lives

I ran, maskless, through the crowded street shouting

Thieves, thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves

Men and women laughed at me

And some ran into their houses in fear of me

And when I reached the marketplace

A youth, standing on a rooftop, cried

He is a madman, a madman

I looked up to behold him and the sun

Kissed my own naked face the first time

And my soul was inflamed with love

And I wanted my masks no more

As if in a trance, I cried

Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks

Thus, I became a madman

And I have found both freedom from loneliness

And safety from being understood

For those who understand us

Enslave something in us

But let me not be too proud of my safety

Even a thief, in a jail

Is safe from another thief