El Glamour de La Locura

Someone has shattered the mirror,
My secret love,
Someone has set me on fire
I will burn again...

It gets harder every time
To feed
The illusion of a rational world...

The glamour of madness is fleeting,
A mirage, a want but can't
The glamour of madness lasts a little,
Never trust a madman...

Now I know how much
Is artificial
In the vision of a natural world...

The glamour of madness is fleeting,
Something ephemeral, a perishable good
The glamour of madness has a price
And it is paid with loneliness and contempt...

The glamour of madness has a price
And it is paid with loneliness and contempt...