number nine

[Ruby Blue]

Ringing in my Ears

 

when his hear t b 

 led

 it turned the sky red.

 

the sun died the sun died the sun died

 

all three, both maries and martha cried.

 

his heart bled

and beat through the sky.

 

head-lights full of fog;

like being in a smoke room for too long...

end of the night,

when will mourning come?

the sun rises.