Your nails are as red as blood stain
Stained by the blood of many who's heart you've ripped out
Stepped on, crushed
All unbeknownst to you
You leave love there in them
to decay, rust
Leaving the rest of us to clean up the wreckage  you made
This ungodly mess of blood and rust
We must hurry to do so, clean up this chaos
Before their hearts all turn to *dust