Madhouse Lyrics - Masquerade

When night comes I see him 

He walks around our muppet wing 

He has a fistful of puppet strings 

But he never says a thing 

In the madhouse 

She's always talking jibberish 

And that makes me so feverish 

Skull is full of murder 

Convulsions and savage fervor 

CHORUS 

I heard her again, she was raving 

And we trembled in our beds 

With fireworks in our heads 

When night comes I see him 

He walks around our loony bin 

He has a fistful of puppet strings 

That we crave more than anything