Panic - Tourdeforce

I’m about to enter Hell

The razor’s edge of human sense

I’m not a fool, I’m not a saint

I’m the shaman, the medicine man

I can fall down like a dog

Then I fly high like a hawk

I’m the Devil and I’m God

I’m the one who tries to live his life

In primordial times

From the other side

Pan is calling me, calling me

In this shapeless world

I can find myself

With the euphoria, the euphoria

Of the great all

I’m the panic, the holy cheat

The trascendntal charlatan

I am all and against all

The subversive paradox

I’m born to rid the unicorn

I don’t need shelters, I do what I want

I’m the mystic clown of lust

I’m the jester, I’m the panic king