Endgame

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Life carried on as if nothing happened.
Fires ravaged across distant farmland.
The neon grid of cities crumbled away.
It was we that brought the end of yesterday.

On the dawn of the new day our muscles ached.
What we couldn't do for the Order, we faked.
Contorted our bodies in impossible ways.
With knifes we carved a path to a whole new phase.

The cowards preached upon the corpse-ridden hill.
Of who we are and who they were willing to kill.
"Lord knows who deserves to live"
But we didn't have anymore fight to give.

To nodded to each other and then we ran away.
They gave us chase up til the very next day.
And there we stood in bleak disgrace.
Joined our filthy arms in weak embrace.

The cataclysmic dawn too would then follow.
Choking on propaganda we couldn't swallow.
"Maybe we should buy their lie" was all she said.
We've come this far that we're better off dead.

She told me "I'll misdirect their trail."
I could only hope that she didn't fail.
God, I feared all but the worst.
Die by the templars or of the thirst?

It's been forever since Endgame night.
Wondering if I'm pardoned unjust indict.
Among lawless refugees I now learn to cope
For then at world's end there is yet still hope.