Album Cover A Portrait for the Deceased

A Portrait for the Deceased

Architects

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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