the skies are bruised.
the dancers, removed.
look at the blood we have spilled.
look at the love we have killed.
i wear this crown of shame
for all the broken hearts
and the blood gets into my eyes
for your broken heart.
paint the skies in crimson tonight.
paint our silence in love tonight.
for all the things we don't understand
for all the times we are misunderstood
for all that we have lost
paint a heart in crimson tonight.