colors of hell
Blood runs deep
Where others seek
To find their troubles
Locked away
Blood runs deep
Where hearts are kept at Bay
Blood runs deep
When the lifeless are betrayed
Sins run through you
Even when you're pure
Your soul is darkened
Pitch black if I may
When the truth lies beneath us
As bright as day
You listen to one another
Voice your complaints
Then the day after
You don't see heaven's gates
You know by the flames
That as your life spreads to immortality
Not only that you'll live forever
But you'll live that life of yours in hell
There is no going back
The past is the past
You can always try to change your ways
But even the devil has games he plays
Blood runs with colors just like hell's flames
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