Roses are red So the blood is too Your violet eyes Are so indigo-blew...
It's only a wordplay. It doesn't make any sense. Only you're able to.
In limits of this game This is the major stance Without any clues.
Remember, remember the day Of eleventh september: Two towers one airoplane, two towers, one airoplane.
Remember, remember the first Day of september: Infanticide in frames of gain.
I can't see - tell me the reason Why those acts of terrorism Were unable to be stopped? And one more time let me mention About accidents acception prevention. x2
Tell me please, do you still remember? No, you have already forgot. Now you wil ask something like: 'And. So. What?' Really? So what?
You, people, have bored me the freak out And the nice man Deep inside So you'd better now run away And Hide. (Run and hide For your live!)
Roses are red So the blood is too Your violet eyes Are so indigo-blew. x2
Well, it was not only a wordplay, Indeed, it does, it really does make sense But if I've told you it in the begining It would have been the time-continuum offence, While pople aren't ready to break the nature's Law But are already able to understand what will outflow From it.
(Roses are red!) Roses are still red (Violets are blue!) Violets are still blue And you still love Being blew, being blew.
(Roses are red!) (Violets are blue!) I've got plan for the treason And else somewhat! (You'll like this plot, See no reason why not!)
(Roses are red!) (Violets are blue!) Your eyes (Violets are blue!) Your eyes (Violets are blue!)
Your eyes are So indigo-blue.
_______ I've got plan for the treason And else somewhat! (You'll like this plot, See no reason why not!)