Industrial Frost

Tainted Red
Away from the village just within the trees I am shivering sobbing and sitting on my knees By a girl she is dead and I hold a soiled knife I don't know what I did, was it I took her life? Leaves and dirt rocks and roots ground and everywhere she bled Hands shirt, pants are stained, colour tainted red Runaway from the village I cannot return All alone here I am Just a man against the world They will kill if they catch me, I cannot go back Just a fox to the hound I'm the target of the pack From Letras Mania