When there’s nothing left but the fire in my chest and the air that fills my lungs
I’ll hold my tears and trade my years for a glimpse at kingdom come
On the other side of misery there’s a world we long to see
The strife we share will take us there to relief and sovereignty

Oh by god we’ll have our games again, by god we’ll have our games
By blood or sweat we’ll get there yet
By god we’ll have our games

The road is dark, the way is lost, my eyes they strain to see
I struggle forth to find a friend to light the way for me
Oh brothers can you hear my voice or am I all alone
If there’s no fire to guide my way, then I will start my own

Oh by god we’ll have our games again, by god we’ll have our games
By blood or sweat we’ll get there yet
By god we’ll have our games