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