Dead on Her (Summary in Crimson)

Suffocating glass-walled casket could’ve been my home
A case wherein euphoria reigned seven senses
Solitude promised company, fade-in monochrome
Strange hues, your colors destroyed my fences

This maybe a song of farewell, suicide note
I’m dead for too long but crimson’s making me feel
Didn’t lost a battle, still striving for something to quote
A reflection of my ugliest, bleeding life’s all real

Nth time I’m writing words for you, sometimes failed you
Blade inside ripped my skin, seared in is a lady’s name
Gonna see you before my wake, ‘cause I like to
Breathing you again’s better than all this land’s fame

Black roses all withered and torn, wrapped in words hard to sell
Gonna give you ‘fore turning to cinder, to ashes
Your existence never worn out, don’t need to feel
Inside my heart’s nothing have I believed, trusted

My limbs’ pallor overcoming sanity, strength
Time’s wasted, so let me be with you finally
Maybe your tranquil scent could let me pass painlessly
It’s in your hands, between your fingers the whole length

My realm’s microcosmic indeed, I knew myself
Hard to accept them as well as being accepted
Won’t cry for nothing, haven’t found a reason
Light at the end of the tunnel spelled _ _ _ _ _.