Beating Red

There are dangerous forces at work inside

Pushing out sadness

And filling it with deception

I call for protection and get none

Everyone sees it as a good thing

They must be blind not to see the horns

Red horns with promises of pleasure

A beautiful beast that hands you roses

And a kiss goodbye

Don’t get trapped but it’s too late

It’s holding you in its warmth

With a grip of iron softness

Please notice me I beg

Please listen

Please heed my warning

You’ve got a chance now take it

Before she gives you one more kiss

You don’t see its true intentions

Do you?