Red کے بول

Just a red stain on the wall... I'm pouring down the wall... I'm staring at my body falling To the dark floor... Awaiting me, quite still... I'm dripping on my skin... A flow of lime and blood... Rave, I grieve… Nothing but rave and grief... I'm just the stains I leave Upon the wall... I'm dried before the end... Just fading from my eyes, away... Eyes, away... I'm leaning 'gainst the wall... And looking for me, I'm a tongue... A taste of lime ... Rave I grieve... Nothing but rave and grief... There are no stains I leave Upon the wall... I'm pouring down the wall... I'm leaning 'gainst the wall... I'm pouring down the wall... I'm pouring down.