Out of Mind - Flotsam & Jetsam

I can see pieces of memory spitting

Like sparks from a gun that’s been fired and hitting

The skull of the soul who was so unsuspecting

And the look in his eye as he’s feeling the burn

I can hear flesh as it’s being infected

From hot burning lead thats been flying so fast

The sound of the sting as it melts through the skin

And the intake of air that just may be his last

It’s happening again

The sleep in my eye is dry blood

It’s happening again

I can’t hold it back

Hold me

Hold me closer

Tell me

That everything will be fine

Hold me

Hold me closer

Tell me

That I’m not outta my mind

Went to a priest to see what he could tell me

Bout all of the evil that swims in my head

Well I think that his voice had been very relaxing

Cause I fell asleep — now the Father is dead

I started to worry bout what’s up ahead

Will I knock on the door of Heaven when I’m dead

Will they know it’s not me that I’m not a killer

I don’t even know what I did while I’m out

It’s happening again

The sleep in my eye is dry blood

It’s happening again

I can’t hold it back

Show me

Show me reasons

Tell me

Why it’s wrong to take lives

Show me

Show me more

Tell me

Why I’m not outta my mind

Show me

Show me reasons

Tell me

Why it’s wrong to take lives

Show me

Show me more

Tell me

Why I’m not outta my mind