You woke for no reason in your bed,
You rub your eyes, the sky turns red,
Something's cracked inside your head,
Not long now, you'll soon be dead.

Wish you were somewhere else instead,
Think back to the day that you were wed,
All the words that had been said,
And you believed, you were misled,
Your empty days were filled with dread,
How could you earn your daily bread?

And now you'll die upon your bed,
Not just the sky that's turned to red,
Crimson seeping through your head,
It's over now and you are dead.