Psycho Man - Black Sabbath

The midnight hour approaches

The killing chill takes over him

His victims will not know when he appears

The lust of deaths possession

Will over take his psycho mind

He won’t be happy till he smells their fear

(He's the angel of death, angel of death)

Psycho Man, Psycho Man

(He's the angel of death, angel of death)

Looking for a victim wherever he can

Psycho Man, Psycho Man

He’s the killer

Addicted to the madness

The taste of death that lives within

He loves it when he takes their final breath

Stalking gives him pleasure

Killing is the final act

He takes no pity with his lust for death

(He's the angel of death, angel of death)

Psycho Man, Psycho Man

(He's the angel of death, angel of death)

Looking for a victim wherever he can

Psycho Man, Psycho Man

He’s the killer

Playing in his twilight zone

He knows that he’s the best

Creeping through the streets alone

Till he finds his victims next

Killing gives him pleasure

Sleeping gives him pain

The only time he’s feeling good

Is when he’s killed and killed again

When he’s killed again

When he’s killed again

When he’s killed again

When he’s killed again

When he’s killed again

When he’s killed again

Watch out!

He’s the angel of death, angel of death

He’s the angel of death, angel of death

Psycho Man, Psycho Man

Looking for a victim wherever he can

Psycho Man, Psycho Man

He’s the killer

He’s the killer