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"