Streets Of Madness - Rob Rock

Voices in the shadows, whispers in the night

Telling him that vengeance will make everything all right

Tortured as a child, condemned by all his peers

Thoughts that have no reason and a heart that’s full of fear

Caught between denial and delusions of his mind

No mercy in the system, there’s no place left to hide

Crazy like an angel who has fallen from on high

Filled with rage and violence, he will not be denied

A twisted world of killing and crime

The handiwork of Lucifer’s kind

On the streets of madness

The predator rules, stalking the night

On the streets of madness

The demons alive

Gaze into the valley, the valley of your greed

Where money is the master, holding all the keys

No time to raise the children, they’re drowning in the sea

Everyone’s a victim in the city full of dreams

A twisted world of flesh and desire

The handiwork of Lucifer’s choir

On the streets of madness

The predator rules, stalking the night

On the streets of madness

The demons alive

On the streets of madness

A sweet appetite for taking a life

On the streets of madness

Demons will rise

Voices in the shadows, whispers in the night

Telling him that vengeance will make everything all right

On the streets of madness

The predator rules, stalking the night

On the streets of madness

The demons alive

On the streets of madness

A sweet appetite for taking a life

On the streets of madness

Demons will rise

Ruling the night, with killings and crime

On the streets of madness