Only the End of the World Can Save Us Now

These empty streets sing a promise I don't believe And these nights don't seem to get better that I can see We're risking it all for what might have been And the blood and the sweat is our comfort If I could reach back with my hand Grab hold of the past then I would But then, I've often said that Our story can't be changed and the things we've done are written down There was never any voices to guide, nor a saviour that could take a bow There won't be any penance to pay, nor a follow up for the corrupt And to all of us who live in dismay at the hate that exists- it's fucked And at times like this its true There's only one thing left to do Everything is burning down So let's stand here at the bow And sing it loud Only the end of the world can save us now Only the end of the world can save us now