[Music: O.Zissel]
[Lyrics: T.Clark, A.Geremia, A.Bulgaropulos]


Fire in his head
world was turning all red
This wall of emotion

crashing down to him
Soul crushed and drowning


Deeper than a wound,
louder than his own scream
Foreign thoughts rushing in

upon his open mind
No way to stop them


The gift of feeling what others feel
The curse that haunts his family
All pain and pleasure unceasingly

Sucked into his identity

(Head of fire -- Poshor golovar)

(Head of fire -- Poshor golovar)
Feelings not of me are eating me
Prisoner of my sensitivity

(Head of fire -- Poshor golovar)
I can never be alone with me
Alcohol, it's my lone relief


[Chorus:]
I will be all of you,

I will drink your souls
I'll be your goodness
and your honesty

I'll be your happiness
and your excessiveness
I'll be your sadness

and your darkest fear
I will be all of you,
I will drink your souls

I'll be your evil and insanity
Your insanity
Your insanity


Hated by the kids,
tasting their rejection

Confused by the power
raging in his mind
No help from outside


Then a bigger shock
when he felt the psych-ward

Madness overwhelming any sanity
Close to the breakdown


The gift of feeling what others feel
The curse that haunts his family
All pain and pleasure unceasingly

Sucked into his identity

(Head of fire...


[Chorus]


Found a higher love,
couldn't get enough of
inside melting into one another now

Deepest fulfillment

Always needing more,

he was like a vampire
Restless,
feeding on the feelings coming on

Lost in the other

The gift of feeling what others feel

The curse that haunts his family
All pain and pleasure unceasingly
Sucked into his identity

(Head on fire...


(Head on fire -- Poshor golovar)
Feelings not of me are eating me
Prisoner of my sensitivity


[Chorus]