Their minds are dead
Its in my head
No subtle notes
Just thoughts not read

They don't see
As I see them
No world of anger
made from red

Red is now the leader
Its follow or be dead
The leaders say its true
gone red in
crazy head

No stone to turn from
Hiding
No covers for your
Face
The blinded done demanding
Their hope all done in faith

They lead you with their lies
Fulfillment to the test
But why am I so different
A mindful in my head

I'll never be a part of them
Red not in my head
I'll hide amongst the others
My colour's hidden
Till Indicum rule the world