A Portrait for the Deceased

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