Red Hands

Cygnus, cold as a stone Troubled for bones of a love that was lost and has left you alone Spotless, white as a ghost Placed in the black of a heavenly host so grave and unknown Red hands raise a new golden age Fed scraps from the banquet they laid Could you feel anything when they circled their barbs and wire And pushed you aside? Witness your storied light A fate as a bronzed alibi Penance their lucky star But you'd give your place on the bright side For one night in his sky Split hairs for an arm and a leg Straw men left to shoulder the blame Could you hear anything when they praised you to rank and file then left you behind White lies lighting up their night sky Burning you alive It's the only thing they see by And it's never gonna sit right Black hole stretching as the fault grows Mangling your soul A constellation of compliance It's spreading in the silence They don't see you burning up Just another pretty light to wish upon Final chapter, fitting end Sing your swan song with whatever you have left And pull the sky down on their heads"