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 the 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 [6x]
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 [2x]
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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 the 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 [6x]
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 [2x]
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 the 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 [6x]
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 [2x]
Writer: BOB MARLETTE, TONY IOMMI, OZZY OSBOURNE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group