Tekster: Rise Against. Endgame. Endgame.

And on that day they'll tell you
That life hung on with no clue
The warning signs were all just
Missed or shattered down, so it goes

The kings all failed to tell us
The madmen failed to sell us
Of what would then befall
The only life we know

When they're burning signal fires
To guide us to the fields
We're building funeral pyres
They all commit a final appeal

The city lines are down
The kerosene's run out
The fact surreal, oh, we relied upon
I shed the sun clean skin
And start to feel again
'Cause all the shoulders, I wish to cry on are gone

The paranoia gripped us
Berate and then consume us
The panic set in like a cancer to our hearts
Spreading through

We've been on fire like genius
I pray for god to save us
There was no answer, though
Disease tore us apart

We left bodies in the fields
So numb that we forgot how to feel

The city lines are down
The kerosene's run out
The fact surreal, oh, we relied upon
I shed the sun clean skin
And start to feel again
'Cause all the shoulders, I wish to cry on are gone

He looked at the fields and then his hands
All I need is what I have
Then fell a tear of happiness, oh, oh, oh, oh

She watched it all crumble away
Is this the end of yesterday?
"Lord, I hope so" is all he said

All I've got are the organs
Got all the cold, cold wars
And as we go forth
I pray we'll remember this day

Oh, we relied on now

The city lines are down
The kerosene's run out
The fact surreal, oh, we relied upon
I shed the sun clean skin
And start to feel again
With no more shoulders, shoulders to cry on now

No more, no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
The weight that we once felt is gone