Red is how I remind you
because my eyes had lose your tired steps
in the fields of shame where we must wait.

Red is how I remind you
now your eyes are dry and so your breath.


But you had called out my name
it's about to kill all the pain.
But you had turned me into a grave

it's about to kill all the pain.
About to kill all your pain.


Rain. What are you burning?
I'm setting fire to your tears while you perfume
The shame for them

Rain. What are you burning?
Now their eyes are holes and so your chest.


But You had called out my name
it's about to kill all the pain.
But You had turned me into a grave

it's about to kill all the pain.
About to kill all your pain. (Pain)


Red is how I remind you
because storms are what remain inside of the eyes
of those who have to stay.

Red is how I remind you
now the voice is gone but not the smell. (Or the shame)


But You had called out my name
it's about to kill all the pain.
But You had turned me into a grave

it's about to kill all the pain.
About to kill all your pain.