This is the endgame This was the day death came This is the last wake It's about time to break Was there a limit to what we could make? Did nature resist when we poisoned the lakes? Was there a verge to what we could take? Did we invent fate when all we created was fake? We've become what we create We've become what we create And all we created was fake We thought that we could claim the sun But when the flames stung we wished it all undone This planet belongs to all and still to no one Lent to our elders and borrowed to our sons This is the endgame This has awakened our fate This is our last wake About time we break If a spark lights a fire This fire burnt our lifewire No truth makes a liar The liars made our time here dire No truth makes a liar The liars made our time here dire We thought that we could claim the sun But when the flames stung we wished it all undone This planet belongs to all and still to no one Lent to our elders and borrowed to our sons We bought, consumed, divided our sons But when the flames stung we wished it all undone This planet belongs to all and still to no one Lent to our elders borrowed to our No truth makes a liar A liar