Visions
Criss Oliva / Jon Oliva
Black is the night
Satan laughing with delight
He's calling you
To be a servant of his voodoo
When the hour strikes 13
Listen to the spirits as they scream
Your name
Beware--guard your soul
Sodom is the place
You're gonna go
Visions of hell, what a thrill
Walls aflame
Breathing deep
You seem in pain
A lake of fire
Your resistance
Starts to tire
When the day numbers one
You'll become one of his sons
Beware--guard your soul
Sodom is the place
You're gonna go
Visions of hell
Light is black
Satan starts his work of terror
Look out--beware
When a pair of
Eyes begin to stare
He knows which ones to take
God help me for heaven's sake
Beware--guard your soul
Sodom is the place
You're gonna go
Visions of hell
Visions of hell many many times