Roses are dead

Violets are crying

I'm in the hospital

they say that i’m dying

Its all in my head

I’m just sleeping

But once more i wonder,

Why is my mother weeping?

And Then i see me,

A dead body on the bead

I Hear The Dreaded Beeping

Its Gotta Be In my head

I See the white stairs,

And i walk with men in wings

Maybe this is real

This might be it

And as the man in the big chair turns around,

I Wake up, my head throbbing
And i'm being rushed to the hospital

It Was all just a dream, but it is my calling.

It plays over again,

But this time in Red

This time, i’m on my way to the devil,

Its time to bargain for my death bed.