Haunting Picture - Corpus Delicti

Days were calm and quiet

Dived in winter

Days were cold and dry

I thought I was alive

Then my eyes turned red, the impression fades

She clenched her fingers and drew the contour lines

And she let her hands describe her vision of life

A whirl made of fear, frightened creatures standing by

Bleeding for, bleeding for their sins and lies

The image fills my head, driving me mad

Made of red

Made of black

Made of mixed up colors and shades

Dazzled by the picture now, a picture I’ll never root out of my mind

Locked in an inanimate view, dallied with the page

A fight, a bloody fight, an uncheckable rage

The death, the death of my fate, like an endless rest

She drew a picture, a picture, a picture

A picture shut in my head

Made of red

Made of black

Made of mixed up colors and shades

Dazzled by the picture now, a picture

I’ll never root out of my mind