an the day turns colors
and they go from green to red

from blue to red

from gentleness
to blood
......

we were meant to be
human here

we are not killers
we are lovers
we are not killers

but we ****
cause they tell us to

an we don't want them
mad at us

the colors turn

from any color
from every color

to yellow

and then to  red
(as blood)