Blood Colour

Lying before me, scene painted in green

I was never found when I played hide & seek

The scenery I see is beautiful like my blood

Flows gracefully from my wrist that I've cut

Oh raging wind, go do your thing

And take me away out of this painted space

The world that I have yet to see

Where two of us are only

Shooting on my neck, the burning sun

Where is the day when I was never found？

I always fail to notice the important things in this life

Is it because I was playing foul？

The wound on my wrist I've cut myself

Still has not been healed, tingles with pain

I shall tell my blood to soar up high with the wind

Let it dye everything

Oh raging wind, go do your thing

And take me away out of this tainted space

Have no complaints where I will be

Even if it is maculate than where I am now

Riding the wind that rages high up in the air

I'm going to find you now

The world that I have yet to see

The world that only I exist