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, we foresee

Our awkward presence, entrance
And this immaculate building, I can't belong
In this impeccable mourning suit
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