blood runs thicker in the souls of the vain
it starts to pump faster as soon as it starts to rain
the same blood that courses through our bodies
might spill if one cannot control his folly
the bravest of us are not afraid to see it shed
the weakest of us are very close to dead
the red color symbolizes that your time has come
flowing thicker than brandy and rum
the life force of the living
the bane of the dying
one might induce it's rain
while one must inflict the pain
