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