Lunatic Genius - Lead into Gold

Why must the tin-headed know

What I can and cannot do?

A task worth knowing

Or just something to do?

How can the thoughts of a few

Become the love of many?

Trusted?

belived?

Taught as the truth?

Hold my head

What will the rush of ideas

Eclipsing all others

Mean to the core?

And never ending

Never forgiving

When is the moment of truth

And how will you know it?

Decide the valid, the true

Decide the living from the dead

Pain in my head

Always will a lunatic

Clutching my head

Lways will a genius

Clutching my head

Yet always will a lunatic

Pain in my head

Yet always will a genius

Pain in my head

Always will a lunatic

Clutching my head

Lways will a genius

Clutching my head