[Instrumental] [Verse] I used to be the blue that never burned, Soft as lantern-light, gentle as a name, You won't hear me shout when the fury turns — I go quiet, I go precise, I go straight to the flame. I am the red I swore I'd never be. [Pre-Chorus] It starts here, in my hands, climbing like a fever, I amplify your guilt, I don't do it kind — I hand you back the weight of every soul you've severed,. Your own regret screaming red-orange in your mind. This one doesn't answer when I call it back. [Chorus] I am the red, I am the burn. Precise as a blade, weaponizing what you feel. Your fear's a fog, your guilt a weight you can't outrun — I am the red, and I am done holding still. [Verse] My petals used to drift soft, now they swirl like burning leaves. My healing turns violent — I rip out what I used to ease. I step between you and the ones I've sworn to keep. A wall of burning mist, and I mean it when I speak— [Pre-Chorus] If you wish to harm them, you must go through me. I don't say it loud, I don't need to raise my voice. Blue Wail turns red-orange, merciless and clean. I've stopped holding back. I've made my choice. [Choru] I am the red, I am the burn, / Precise as a blade, weaponizing what you feel, / Your fear's a fog, your guilt a weight you can't outrun — / I am the red, and I am done holding still. [Instrumental] [Bridge] I don't enjoy this — but I don't stop either, / Every regret you buried, I drag it into the light, / This isn't rage without a reason, this is a healer / Turned weapon by everything you thought you'd win tonight — / I AM THE RED. I am the wrath. I am the wall you can't break through. [Chorus] "I am the red, I am the burn, / Still a healer's hands, just dressed in flame, / Cross the line I've drawn and you will learn — / I am the red. And I don't feel sorry for what I became!!!!!