Bloody Snow

I like it when its red

Crimson calls me like my most envied;

lover of the world keeping in me bay

Prancing on the snowy field, plowing every single thing

Pull the trigger, I bet you saw nothing my dear

There were warnings, there were signs; I told you I would not dare lie

Forever I will make sure that you are mine

Chrysanthemums were bloody in my eyes as I pluck those wonderful onyx'

I will keep it in a jar, my darling I promise you

Everything will be just fine