Soft echos
Follow around
That damp roomSo full of regret
That place reeks
Oh who to be?Blood is all I see
Who knew crimson
had such a tasteHow stuck I am
In a memorial of time
Haha, We're all going to dieWhy so shy I am
I don't know
Why cry?I'm just a lie
To hid the truth
That's insideOr maybe just
There
I'll sit and stareHaha what a fragment
Of a time
That took my fucking lifeAway from my cold
Dead, crimson hands
That sit forever
In
Time
Hahahahahaah