Be careful and aware of the tricks
It twists and turns and it curves
The danger that the darkness can give
And the way we always get what we deserve

I’m gonna cut to the heart like a razor
Red ribbons will fly high
Cut to the bone
Sunk like a stone
Drunk on the blood red sky (oh yeah)

The train has slipped and fell off the cliff
Swallowed by the monsters below
A puff of smoke is all that is left
Like the ghosts of those that we used to know

I’m gonna cut to the heart like a razor
Red ribbons will fly high
Dropped to the ground
Never should have found
Underneath the blood red sky

The fire on her torch it still gleams
To the shadows at the edge of our eyes
Our footsteps through the forest sink
To mute the nightingale’s reply

I’m gonna cut to the heart like a razor
Red ribbons will fly high
Cut to the bone
Sunk like a stone
Left on the ground never to be found
Underneath the blood red sky