Red is my color - Ночные Движения — плотный ритм

Red is my color, it stains my soul. A burning ember I can't control. It's the flame that whispers my name. Never subtle, never tame. I wear it loud, I wear it bright. A wildfire in the dead of night. Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh. Red is my color, it's the fight I choose. It's the rhythm of the fuse. Red is my color, it's the way I burn. It's the point of no return. Scarlet skies, they call me home. Where passions rage and fears are thrown. It's the roar of thunder in my chest. A crimson anthem, I confess. Blood and roses, fire and sun. The battle's over, but I've just begun. Now red in my veins, red in my view. It's the pulse that pulls me through. Oh, Oh-oh, oh. Red is my color, it's the fight I choose. It's the rhythm of the fuse. Red is my color, it's the way I burn. It's the point of no return.