You’ve been hurt beyond belief, You know what it is like to grieve, So why did you find it necessary To inflict pain upon me?
You acknowledged that I did you no harm, Yet you line up your shots of middlemen and spies and lies
Tearing through the muscles and arteries Causing internal bleeding
All I see is red. And so I screamed bloody murder - !
You've got blood on your hands
First on stage, Selfish king of a Scottish tragedy, Then her without my seeing. But now I am staining the path you walk. What is it with you and making people bleed?
If I had known you were this way, That you liked to cause pain, I would have stayed away. I screamed bloody murder - !
I should have stayed away. I regret it all - I've got so much to say - The red is flowing, I am enraged.