Roses of Blood,
And Violets of tears,
Colours of sorrow darkened fears,
If shame were copper,
And regret silver steal,
Our horrors and nightmares,
Colours surreal,

Mice eaten wounds,
And freshly torn scars,
Nothing,
Empty,
Forget who you are,

Emotions so raw,
So rotten,
So sore,
Feelings so deep,
Blackness with pain,
Into a soul it will seep,

Black lilies of loathing,
And willows of weep,
As one by one,
We all will face our defeat,

Beauty in betrayal,
Hunger of dread,
A life so frail,
Hanging,
By one single thread.