Fuck The Facts - Wake

The atmosphere has just bent into dark
In this deep silence, we share a loss, in a truthful sadness
Fully aware that we aren't prepared for the desolation we foresee
Our awkward presence, entrance
And this immaculate building
I can't belong in this impeccable mourning suite
The discomfort we feel stresses the reason of our presence here
And you rest
You don't appear so peaceful
I am trying to accept this variation of you within my glowing memories
Adieu, dear friend
Our profound respect to everything you are