My Epic - 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

They don't see you burning up

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 lеg
Straw men left to shoulder thе 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

(pull the sky down)
(pull the sky down)
(pull the sky down)
(pull the sky down)
(pull the sky down)

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