[Written by Jon Oliva] Thoughts once flourished, now twisting, curving Around his head, all his nerves are burning Tormented spirits with angry demons They dance through his mind With no apparent reason Something inside the mind is twisting Slightly deranged, there's something missing Something inside the mind is twisting Slightly deranged, there's something missing Lost in confusion, there is no solution For his life of crime Walks the night with the neon children His strange delights, they've all been written Controls the cities of desire, now touch him Feel him, he's hell on fire Something inside the mind is twisting Slightly deranged, there's something missing Something inside the mind is twisting Slightly deranged, there's something missing Lost in confusion, there is no solution For his life of crime Moving faster, towards disaster, let's his life go Beyond distinction, the only kingpin He's running the show He cheats and steals and he lies with reason Your precious life is his open season He's the ruler of the twisted Like sheep they follow, there's no resisting Something inside the mind is twisting Slightly deranged, there's something missing Something inside the mind is twisting Slightly deranged, there's something missing Lost in confusion, there is no solution For his life of crime