Poshor Golovar - Tankard

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

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…

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