Red, the colour of romance, passion Of anger, blood and lust. Red, the colour of my soul, And the vengeance which I trust.
Red, the hue of Snow White's apple,
And the Beast's enchanted rose.
Red, an omen of fiery retribution In poetry and in prose.
Red, the dawn of an uprising, Leaving revolution in its wake.
Red, the blood of the martyrs
And the rebels burned at the stake. And the rebels burned at the stake.
Red, the colour of the fire, Which left my dreams for dead. The tyrants'reign will soon meet its demise,
'Cause now I'm seeing red.