In the valley of light, there's dust
In the glory of pain, there's life
In the bellies of pigs, we rot
In the gullet of worms, we die
The engines turning and salvations growing dim
And all I see, and all I see is red
My stomachs burning and the venoms soaking in
And it's all I feel, and all I feel is red
In the stories of time, we're lost
In the glories of rage, we fly
On the shackles that bind, there's rust
In the echoes of hell, we fly
The engines turning and salvations growing dim
And all I see, and all I see is red
My stomachs burning and the knifes just digging in
And it's all I know, and all I know is red
Red
Red
Red
RED
RED
Needles and pins needles and pins
Needles and pins needles and pins
Needles and pins needles and pins
Needles and pins
The engines turning and salvations growing dim
And all I see, and all I see is red
My stomachs burning and the venoms soaking in
And it's all I feel, and all I feel is red