Black
As coal
As moonless nights
As ebony trees and human hearts
Black is my life

Red
As the burning flames
As a lover's heart
The color of blood covering my hands
Color of ****** and innocent cries
Red is my life

Grey
As the long winter nights
And the ever lasting clouds
As the dull soul amid a crowd
And the ruins of a once beautiful town
Grey is my life
 
My life used to be filled with colors
every shade the eye could see
Then they were stolen one after the other
Until I was left with only three

While staring into the wall ahead of me,
I think of nothing.
I think of myself; nothing.

I am nothing to the world.
I am without significance,
I am without meaning.

While staring into the wall ahead of me,
I think of nothing.