[Verse 1]
"The color of my blade is red, yeah"
Remember what you said, yeah
"Perfection is killing the freak, yeah
Even as we speak, yeah"

[Chorus 1]
Don't you intend to explore
How it was decided their side started the war
But the silence will rise to a shout then
Yeah, the one that you worried about
And you told us we'd see it through

[Verse 2]
But the practical joker police came
To knock down doors and to leave blame
I remember what you told them
"The color of my blade is golden"

[Chorus 2]
They didn't come back anymore
'Cause you decided to lay it out on the floor
And your shimmering stuntmen would leave you
'Cause they no longer would believe you
It's useless/pointless to put/talk it through
Don't you come back anymore