Five O Six A.M. Three/Fifteen - Eighteen Visions

What are you swinging for?

Swing for the fences or sit down

Break the fence and then another

Bloody face, look away

Crying in an empty room

With nowhere to run

Stand on your platform

Today is your day, yeah

Touch the dying feeling

And the flame will burn you

Touch the dying feeling

And the flame will burn you

Dead, dead, dead, dead

You said it yourself

But you don’t know what I’ve done

And you can’t see this dream

That just won’t leave me alone

My mind is fixed on this

My mind is fixed on this

My mind is fixed on this

The tracks desolate

With something to shock

I think I’m in shock

I think I’m in shock

Someone knows my sin

Now bury that thought

Someone knows my sin

Now bury that thought

Sick and sadistic

Moonstruck red

Moonstruck red

The blood drips

Sick and sadistic

Moonstruck red

The blood drips

The blood drips

The blood drips

The blood drips

And the blood falls from the sky

Ending my life there

Clouds, uncover, scared

Someone knows my sin

They witness, it’s over

Someone knows my sin

They witness, it’s over