We Mourned Together

We mourned the same,

Broken, those bastilles,

The ones I built around my heart,

Contentious, all those oaths,

Existing in a universe concealed by prayers,

You left marks of your grievances all over me and now I adjure to be set out free,

We mourned the same,

In the same way, we shared our love,

We mourned the same.

No one of great aptitude could justify my affection for you,

But the ones of burning execrate would do,

My hands getting filthy,

As I refuse to leave them because they were held by you,

I don't have any explanations or any excuses,

No justification, no remorse,

It was a battle we had been brawling,

And it was me loathing you the whole time,

It was a battle we had been brawling  

And it was you expecting from me the whole time,

We mourned the same,

And I revoke to think you perceived no shame,

We mourned the same,

Having been the one to lose, I hated the play,

Because one was the leader of the riots, the other one sat sombre,

We mourned the same.