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