Letra da Música: Colour Me Green - The Darkest of the Hillside Thickets

Violet flows from the wound in your chest
Black is the hole in which you rest
Your heart of gold was ripped in two
Soaked in the sickness that is you.
Grey is the box that holds my head
Yellow's the wind when everyone's dead
Red is the blood dried on the rope
While green is your last hope.

Colour me green - Green is the colour of my god