Blue light brings forgotten things, snapshots of you to which I cling
Sometimes at night, Control Room B, I’d sit and in the mic I’d sing
Send that song broadcast through space in hopes you’d hear, somewhere, someplace
Orange, the warmth, the smell of paint, back when I could, in better days
Yellow is the sudden flash, the shots that come when they attack
The kiss of dust, the burst of gun, the life one second lived then done.
Red, the burn you best ignite, the rage that will keep you alive
Your brothers, sisters here in arms is all there is so you stay stay sharp
Purple is the thoughts you stop from thinking when they dare show up
A million thoughts which only will just weaken you and get you killed
There is no sky, there is no sun, and nothing’s still and things they come
That screech and howl with rile insane and give to you the kiss of pain
Chaos reigns and mercy weeps and nightmare’s aren’t just in your sleep
So harden up and brace your breath, the afterlife is full of death.
