The fuse is set and checked once more
Then left beside a back street door
And in the cold grey light

Someone sees a shadow run through the night and out of sight
They hide inside a smoke filled room
To hear at last the blast of doom

And so the deed is done
They listen to the final countdown begun, three, two, one


Madness, it's a kind of madness
Tat turns good men bad
And we're helpless caught up in the madness

Of a world gone mad

The roar of fire rings out on high

And flames light up the black night sky
A child screams out in fear
A hopeless cry for help but no one is near enough to hear


As walls collapse and timbers flare
The smell of death hangs in the air

When help at last arrives
They try to fight the flame but nothing survives of all those lives


And it's madness, every time a victim dies
There is madness, burning in a blind man's eyes
And it's madness, hidden in the hate and pain

There is madness, burning in a wild man's brain
And it's madness, every time the bullets start
There is madness, burning in a poor man's heart


And it's madness, something that we can't control
There is madness, burning in a madman's soul

Madness