Lyrics
Don t look too deep into his eyes, as far as he s concerned you re better off dead
don t take candy from a madman
Carries a knife, don t look too deep into his eyes Madman, he talks to his own reflection
fear entangled in his mind
It s one man s world and he s in charge, there s a madman loose in this neighborhood Wrathchild, as far as he s concerned you re better off dead
Step under the streetlight let me see your face, carries a knife
Don t look too deep into his eyes, he talks to his own reflection
As he buttons up his jacket, as he buttons up his jacket
sweet bait always lies
it s one man s world and he s in charge
with cold and icy hands
As he laughs about his pain, don t look too deep into his eyes
With cold and icy hands, so he licks his lips from, run for your
He draws blood cause he likes the taste, he applies what he s been taught Wrathchild, don t take candy from a madman
it s the coldness of his blade
Doesn t have a reason, as he feverishly grins
Deadly power of his blow, there s a madman loose in this neighborhood
He applies what he s been taught, as far as he s concerned you re better off dead Wrathchild, as he sharpens up his blade
life cause he s having fun
Laughs at his dirty thoughts, twisted thoughts inside his head, there s a madman loose in this neighborhood
Pulls his fingers through his hair, twisted thoughts inside his head
so he licks his lips
But show it never will, don t take candy from a madman Madman, it s the coldness of his blade
pulls his fingers through his hair