Paint the world a shade of red
The color that from veins is bled
And make the air a violent heat
So hot it makes the seas retreat
And scream a scream that shakes the ground
A thunderous and mournful sound
And beat your fists against the walls
Until the rising fury falls
The color that from veins is bled
And make the air a violent heat
So hot it makes the seas retreat
And scream a scream that shakes the ground
A thunderous and mournful sound
And beat your fists against the walls
Until the rising fury falls
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