I will follow the shades of red
And ignore the empty faces
Of the living dead
I will follow the path of pain
As I stay in the for shadowing rain
I will follow the footsteps of lies
And I’ll trap my thoughts
Behind these broken eyes
I will follow the hated from hell
And have the chance to speak, to yell
I will follow the mind of anxiety
And let it take the worst part of me
I will follow the gleaming moonlight
And avoid all of my secrets
That devour me in the night
I will follow the endless beauty
With the shades of red, that cut inside me.
