Mad
Raving Mad
Ranting, Raving Mad
Now there's a place to be
To know not fear or angers skill
To be caught up in Lunacy

Mad
Raving Mad
Ranting, Raving Mad
Now there's a goal to get
To listen to the quiet voice
From reality far set

In Madness there's a quiet still
That brings the mind to ease

In Raving there's a pounding heart
That makes the soul to breathe

In Ranting there's a voice so loud
It calls upon the heavens

In being Ranting, Raving Mad
The artists spirit settles