lying on the floor, there is red everywhere blood blood blood the colour of love im at home but somethings different the smell just isnt right and on the news they say that someones missed since tonight someone is missing. a sweet taste of rust and iron and on the news they say that someone is still missing im at home but somethings different the smell just isnt right and on the news they say that someones missed since tonight the colour of love is the colour of blood i have no desire to reform myself the only desire is to reform the people