[Spoken Word]
This is how it ends
We lost ourselves to the violence of the riots
Now there's nothing left
I once thought I could change something
I once thought, maybe, I could make a difference
Instead, I became this monster, as cold and soulless
As the ones I tried to defeat
We have to start over
It's not over
We'll come back to our city
We can rebuild it
And accept the consequences of our actions
We had justice and prosperity