Besedila: Rise Against. Endgame. A Gentlemen's Coup.

The pain, disorder, a cataclysmic dawn
We trusted but something has gone wrong
We bought it but woke to find it gone
And have to 5, 4, 3, 2

The place before the radiation creeps
On cats' feet we scatter in the streets
She asks me, "Do you think it's safe to breathe?"
It doesn't look that way to me

We storm the gates, raise the flags
Just the same old story
We seize the throne, subjugate
We should have burned it to the ground

Storm the gates, raise the flags
Seize the throne, subjugate
Some might say we've lost our way
But I believe we've not gone far enough

Afraid, we cower to interests not our own
The power to free or to control
We let it skip through our fingers to the bone
Watch as the bodies wash ashore
Nobody lives here anymore

We storm the gates, raise the flags
Just the same old story
We seize the throne, subjugate
We should have burned it to the ground

Storm the gates, raise the flags
Seize the throne, subjugate
Some might say we've lost our way
But I believe we've not gone far enough

And how long will we fall for this?
And how long will we fall for this?
How long will we fall for this?
And how long will we fall?

And how long will we fall for this?
And how long will we fall for this?
And how long will we fall for this?
How long? How?

We storm the gates, raise the flags
Just the same old story
We seize the throne, subjugate
We should have burned it to the ground

Storm the gates, raise the flags
Seize the throne, subjugate
Some might say we've lost our way
But I believe we've not gone far enough