The Mad Psycho Lyrics

The mad psycho, master of lies,

Claims nothing happened, with cold, empty eyes.

Crossed the line of the law, no doubt,

For him, it's a game where life's cast out.

Counting heads like it's a game,

Before him, life's just a name.

Under the standard of "nothing's wrong,"

His logic is far-fetched and ridiculous

He laughs, claiming no guilt at all,

His gaze is like ice, a chilling call.

Ignoring the value of human worth,

How far will he go to prove his mirth?

Counting heads like it's a game,

Before him, life's just a name.

Under the standard of "nothing's wrong,"

His logic is far-fetched and ridiculous

Yo, in a world where chaos reigns,

A madman plays with no restraints.

Lives in his hands, but he doesn't care,

Just a number in his twisted lair.

No remorse, just a vacant stare,

Heart of stone, nothing's ever fair.

Count the bodies, but don't you see?

For him, it's just another victory.

Crossing lines, he's lost in the thrill,

But deep down, he knows the emptiness kills.

Behind his smile, shadows reside,

Endless pain, where darkness hides.

Not counting heads, but the scars we bear,

What truly lies in his heart laid bare?

(Counting heads like it's a game,

Before him, life's just a name.

Under the standard of "nothing's wrong,"

His logic is far-fetched and ridiculous)

Mad psycho, where is the truth?

You've crossed the line, but who will pursue?

Not just counting lives, but the worth we defend,

In this world, what will we truly amend?