What if a psycho will have bloody paint?
He would create this world and universe again, with the same mistakes, the same end
No, he just wanted to make something good and bright
Unaware that people got the worst part of his mind.

I don't wanna be that part of his mind
And ever see his art again
I see the stars of his art are fully blind
His creatures will remain the same

The faceless outlines are running away
They're making cracks, will be felt someday
Nature is a brush, she can make a new way
The picture is full only when the colors stay