Guillotine - The Funeral Portrait

With our new blood, born again to sever all the ties, it doesn’t sting as bad

to say goodbye

Crawl out from the sea, and feel the ground beneath webbed feet

The world is ending in a whisper and is reborn with a scream

Turn tired, placid eyes to the sky, where I can be seen honestly with you once

again

Forward, into the darkened sky, a light will shine for all of time

And all will know that they are golden

I am the contradicting truth

A heart entire, fueled by fire, with the others watching over you

Shadows move faster than beams of light

Why would any of us think that they were always right?

Between the thoughts of Earth and air, my phantom limbs reach out to where that

sense of purpose used to be

There’s nothing here to see