In a red room
Lined with velvet curtains
A man sits with his brother
In the heat and in the fire
In a red room
Words are whispered secrets
Insects among the thickets
All consumed by the fire
In a red room
Looked upon by Watchers
In the apron of a butcher
The man steps into the fire
In a red room
A man devours his brother
Nevermore without the other
He exits through the fire