Yeah, we're at war

We're at war with heretics, rhetorics

But most of all…we're at war with ourselves

(Ender talks)

God show me the way, because the past is trying to break me down

(Ender talks for me, for me, for me, for me)

You know what beyond the fence is?

Young and restless

So yes these piggies might ask for tech shit

And next these piggies might act detested

Somebody tell these piggies who the Speaker for the Dead is

I walk through millennia, the shadow of death is

Always by my side and I'm hearing the message

Can't you free us? Is it now?

No answer to the questions and the queen's getting restless

They'll be asking for vengeance, it's time for my penance

I should know by now that for me there's no respite

But, while I teach and I learn, things are changing

A chance for redemption that's unique Lusitanian

Take me there now there's no time for detaining

Well, Valentine, I know you think me a fool

But I won't even land there til your girl's twenty-two.

They go,

CHORUS:

(Ender talks)

God show me the way, because the past is trying to break me down

(Ender talks for me)

The only thing that I pray is history don't betray me now

(Ender talks)

And I don't think there's nothing I can do now to right my wrongs

(Ender talks for me)

I want to talk to God but I'm afraid cause I think that he's gone

Show me the way, because the past is trying to break me down

(Please)

The only thing that I pray is history don't betray me now

And I don't think there's nothing I can do now to, right my wrongs

I want to talk to God but I'm afraid cause I think that he's gone

So long. So long

(Ender talks for me)

To the ramen, framling, varelse, and utlanning, even the djur…

(Ender talks for them)

To the Sons of the Mind of Christ, Scandinavian long nights, I'm there

(Ender talks for them)

Now hear ye, hear ye, want to see things more clearly

Can no one hear me when my mind grows weary?

Cause here they're almost nearly extinct

In fact, pequeninos just act, they don't think

I ain't here to argue about their ethical treatment

Or here to make atheists out of believers

I'm just trying to tell the whole truth cause they need this

When all we have is preachers that is when we need Speakers

So here goes my investigation into the ether

They said you can talk about anything but the death of Libo

That means when sex, lies, revealed to the fray

All Milagre recognize when they're party to shame

Well if this could make up for my wins

It will probably tell them I was the End

Then I hope it takes away from my sins

And brings the day that I'm dreaming 'bout

Me, Locke, and Demosthenes practically were screaming out

CHORUS