A black sunday morning, mad mary goes to sleep
With a sour tongue and a sour heart indeed
Poisoned blood, yellow smile, dull eyes
What the hell is happening inside her mind?
Yea!

A charming life of whom defines self-destruction
Overlooking all for self-satisfaction
She has her own games she'd never done anything right
Who crosses her own main aim is about to die,
Yea!

She built her podium with other's pain
Wickedness blinds,she doesnt know the rules
Mad mary life will charge
And you will pay your dues
Now in the cold streets mad mary strikes again
Having fun all night in the forsaken land
She tells the rules, runs the mess, with proud
With her brightening grace lips, she's enslaving all around
Cheating every time, her thoughts are all evil
She does anything to enjoy the lust (drugs)
She's so ingenuous and mad, now she's right in hell

Ohhh, alright yea!
Nowhere to run nowhere to go
This tornado is coming for your soul!
Regret your deeds, you can't hide... Alright yea!

She never listen
She's out of orbit
Right out the planning
Of human being
Overdose of bad sense
And greediness
And now there's tears
Mad mary is dead