A Portrait For The Deceased

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 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 
Of our past victims, we're out at sea 
Then come and drown with me 
We'll float away, drift away 
Our corpses lifeless 
Then somehow tell me we made sense