Woorden: Rise Against. Endgame. Midnight Hands.

Like a new day rising
Like a calm before the storm
Like fog lifting from valleys
On the sleeping forest floor

Eyes open slowly
As the dust is shaken off
To gaze upon the wreckage
That the midnight hands have wrought

And now I feel my temperature rising
My body explodes
I feel like somebody's watching
Like I'm not alone
I stop dying but right there and say that

Whatever path you take
And wherever you might go
Whenever you decide to leave
I will follow, I will follow

We face the crossroads
Never knowing what's in store
There's an angel on my shoulder
There's a devil in my door

She proclaimed
Tonight will be the greatest of our lives
I said, "Don't be so sure
Let's just wait until the morning"

I feel my temperature rising
My body explodes
I feel like somebody's watching
Like I'm not alone
I stop dying but right there and say that

Whatever path you take
And wherever you might go
Whenever you decide to leave
I will follow, I will follow

There in the clearing we gather close
Under the moon's pale light we lay out the tools
And you don't have to do this
And I forgive you if you don't
She just looked away and said, "I know"

Gripping the midnight hands
We dream of futures they would prevent
Gripping their midnight hands

The line's crosses over
The dawn grows closer
In spite of too much
It's just with a blind trust
In order of our blind faith

Whatever path you take
And wherever you might go
And whenever you decide to leave
I'll follow, I'll follow

I'll bear all the falls you take
I will let go if you decide to stay
I'll be there until you go away from here
I'll follow, I will follow, I will follow

Whatever path you take
And wherever you might go
Whenever you decide to leave
I will follow, oh