Eyes of Red

Eyes of red, have you been crying? Eyes of red, I think I’m dying. Happiness is fickle and fleeting Eyes of black, I’ve seen a beating. Hollow and grey, ‘Tis the day Follow astray, misleading the folk. Beauty is everlasting when you have hope, So they say, but not in the light. Sight is key. When seeing is believing, We see nothing, but we feel it. Fear, all around us, screaming until My ears are bleeding. The blood of others Flowing like the Nile flowed in the bible, Don’t revert, pervert, divert yourself, it’s tribal. Trivial, no meaning, no self-confidence, Just coincidence, but I believe, There is no such thing, because I have eyes of red, And everyone I’ve ever loved is, Dead.