FAKE blood, so dont worry.
The spiked gate, the blue sky, the bloody hands.
Please don't ever lock me up, I promise I'll be a good little girl. I don't want anymore Hydro Ice Baths.
Underlying message; whatever you perceive.
I had my own message, but you can choose yours =]
corn syrup stuff, red brown and blue die mixed together until i was satisfied, rubbed my hands in the garden to get some dirt on them, thankgod my grandad doesn't use poo in the fertilizer stuff, i hope.