A Portrait for the Deceased

Architects

Piano wire strangling our necks
We are both silenced
And we're sure this does not add up
Still we try and place our bets
We're sure this does not add up
Still we're dying
To the make that call
Our people versus yours
Never did make sense
Your people versus mine
Light me up it's all too much for me
Never did make sense, come dance with me
We'll go out the sea, the sky was blood read
Images of people dead
Stained with the shadows
Victims of our past, we're out at sea
Then come and Drown with me
We'll float away, drift away
Our lifeless corpses
Then tell me we somehow made sense