A Tyrant's Send Off lyrics

Great leaders of men

We swear by them

And even at them

We live under

And with them

And when they die

In pomp and circumstance

We send them off

As if to justify

Our yearning, and earning

They miss their farewell

A great procession

The final confirmation

Of our sacrifices, and suffering

Shuddering after it all

Where are the tears?

Where is the wailing?

Only somber numbness

Even the sun sighs

And birds do not sing

We hide them away

In marble and stone

As if shame found us out

As though life is lessened

Knowing an inescapable truth

When their shadows cast

Is no more so very long

When their redirect ceases

It's time to fly the banners

And take the trash away