Firewalkers feel no pain from the coals. Ruled by passion beyond their control. Vengeance is king in the zone of Red Vision. Sparks fly and tempers flair. You see the enemy everywhere. Hate shines like burning bridges in your eyes. In love and war we stand alone. Trustin' nothin' but our own Red Vision. Anger sharpens your point of view. Fans the fire in and around you. Farenheit in the realm of your senses. In love and war we stand alone. Trusting nothing but our own Red Vision. Mind like a steel trap heart like a prison. With tears of rage we burn in our Red Vision. Once again I'll walk the coals. Tiptoe through the minefields of your soul. I've come to take you home. Red Vision. Red Vision. Red Vision. Red Vision. Oh Red Vision........ Written by: Neil Geraldo & Myron Grombacher.