Into The Fire - Thirteen Senses

Come on, come on

Put your hands into the fire

Explain, explain

As I turn, I meet the power

This time, this time

Turning white and senses dying

Pull up, pull up

From one extreme to another

From the summer to the spring

From the mountain to the air

From Samaritan to sin

And it's waiting on the end

Come on, come on

Put your hands into the fire

Explain, explain

As I turn, I meet the power

This time, this time

Turning white and senses dying

Pull up, pull up

From one extreme to another

From the summer to the spring

From the mountain to the air

From Samaritan to sin

And it's waiting on the end

Now I'm low, I'm looking out, I'm looking in

Way down, the lights are dimmer

Now I'm low, I'm looking out, I'm looking in

Way down

Way down, Way down, mmm~

Way down, Way down, mmm~

Come on, come on

Put your hands into the fire

Come on, come on