(N. Geraldo, M. Grombacher) Fire walkers feel no pain from the coals Rule my passion, [dream on they can show] Vengeance is careless, sort of red vision Swarms fighting, tempers flare, you see the enemy everywhere Hayshacks like burning bridges in rye Eleven wars we stand alone, trusting nothing but our own red vision Anger sharpens your point of view, there's a fire in and around you Firing high in the realm of your senses Eleven wars we stand alone, trusting nothing but our own red vision Blind like a steel drum, hard like a prison With tears of rage we burn in our red vision (Solo) Once again I walk the coals, tiptoe through the minefield of your soul I've come to take you home Red vision (repeats)
https://primoaccordo.net/pat-benatar/red-vision.htm